They walked through the rainy dark like gaunt ghosts, and Garraty didn't like to look at them. They were the walking dead.
Stephen KingEvery religion lies. Every moral precept is a delusion. Even the stars are a mirage. The truth is darkness, and the only thing that matters is making a statement before one enters it. Cutting the skin of the world and leaving a scar. That's all history is, after all: scar tissue.
Stephen King