I believe most people are essentially good. I know that I am. It's you I'm not entirely sure of.

The tears that heal are also the tears that scald and scourge.

There are all sorts of dream interpretations, Freud's being the most notorious, but I have always believed they served a simple eliminatory function, and not much more - that dreams are the psyche's way of taking a good dump every now and then.

There's one novel, Cujo, that I barely remember writing at all.

I’m not particularly keen on writing which exhaustively describes the physical characteristics of the people in the story and what they’re wearing… I can always get a J. Crew catalogue… …So spare me, if you please, the hero’s ‘sharply intelligent blue eyes’ and ‘outthrust determined chin’.

It's a writer's job to carve with language, to hew close to the bone.

Clear communication between selves - the surface self and the deep self - is the enemy of self-doubt. It slays confusion.