How many times, over how many years, had heโa grown manโasked for the mercy of another chance? He was suddenly so sick of himself, so revolted, that he could have groaned aloud.
Stephen KingHe could feel the pores of his body open like a million mouths and slurp the water in like a sponge.
Stephen KingA book is like a pump. It gives nothing unless first you give to it. You prime a pump with your own water, you work the handle with your own strength. You do this because you expect to get back more than you give.
Stephen King