He had come to believe that life was a series of ironic ambushes. - Doctor Sleep

This is probably the single great subject of horror fiction: our need to cope with a mystery that can be understood only with the aid of a helpful imagination.

stop now before i kill you a word to the wise from your friend PENNYWISE

The dream might have been more than a dream. It was as if a door in the wall of reality had come ajar... and now all sorts of unwelcome things were flying through.

Hearts can break. Yes, hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if we died when they did, but we don't.

On the subject of love at first sight, I’m with the Beatles: I believe that it happens all the time.

The exhilaration was hard to explain. It was a lonely feeling — a somehow melancholy feeling. He was outside; he passed on the wings of the wind, and none of the people beyond the brightly lighted squares of their windows saw him. They were inside, inside where there was light and warmth. They didn't know he had passed them; only he knew. It was a secret thing.