Waiting rooms were made for books-of course! But so are theater lobbies before the show, long and boring checkout lines, and everyone's favorite, the john.
Stephen KingHow else could he go on, except with merciful incomprehension held before him like a shield? How could anyone?
Stephen KingI think we rarely recognize the fifth business in our lives at the time those people are changing us.
Stephen KingA marriage was like a house under constant construction, each year seeing the completion of new rooms. A first-year marriage was a cottage; one that had gone on for twenty-seven years was a huge and rambling mansion. There were bound to be crannies and storage spaces, most of them dusty and abandoned, some containing a few unpleasant relics you would just as soon you hadn't found. But that was no biggie. You either threw those relics out or took them to Goodwill.
Stephen King