Do you need someone to make you a paper badge with the word WRITER on it before you can believe you are one? God I hope not.

A man who can't bear to share his habits is a man who needs to quit them.

If you can't laugh when things go bad--laugh and put on a little carnival--then you're either dead or wishing you were.

The world was the Overlook Hotel, where the party never ended. Where the dead were alive forever.

In the end we are all caught in devices of our own making. I believe that. In the end we are all caught.

It's a hard life if you don't weaken.

Do I know what people say? Sure. I shrug it off. what else can you do? Stop people from talking? You might as well try to stop the wind from blowing.