High school isn't a very important place. When you're going you think it's a big deal, but when it's over nobody really thinks it was great unless they're beered up.

The loss of memory isn't always the problem; sometimes--maybe even often--it's the solution.

Every book you pick up has its own lesson or lessons, and quite often the bad books have more to teach than the good ones.

And if there are no cars or planes, and if no one’s Uncle John is out in the wood lot west of town banging away at a quail or pheasant; if the only sound is the slow beat of your own heart, you can hear another sound, and that is the sound of life winding down to its cyclic close, waiting for the first winter snow to perform last rites.

Upon being asked by a fan how to become a writer, Stephen King replied, "Write.

It wasn't just love that held people together. There was secrets, and the price you paid to keep them.

My wife has told me since that I was hungover every mornng until about two in the afternoon, and from five until midnight I was drunk out of my mind. So she says there was this period of about three hours when she could talk to me like a rational human being.