And so will the world end, I think, a victim of love rather than hate. For love's ever been the more destructive weapon, sure.

— Stephen King

...and still the hands did their trick, like over-eager dogs that want to do their rolling—over trick for you not once or twice but all night.

— Stephen King

And there he would either be mercifully annihilated or live forever, insane and yet conscious inside It's homicidal endless formless hungry being.

— Stephen King

And the shooting will happen so fast and be over so quick that you'll wonder what all the planning and palaver was for, when in the end it always comes down to the same five minutes' worth of blood, pain, and stupidity.

— Stephen King

And this wasn’t lying, not really. It was leaving out.

— Stephen King

And what would they find on sale? His sanity? Could be. Half-Price. Smoke and Water Damage. Everything Must Go.

— Stephen King

And when there are enough outsiders together in one place, a mystic osmosis takes place and you're inside.

— Stephen King

Andy Dufresne: 'That's the beauty of music. They can't get that from you...haven't you ever felt that way about music?' Red: 'I played a mean harmonica as a younger man. Lost interest in it though. Didn't make much sense in here.' Andy: 'Here's where it makes the most sense. You need it so you don't forget.' Red: 'Forget?' Andy: 'Forget that...there are places in this world that aren't made out of stone. That there's something inside...that they can't get to, that they can't touch. That's yours.' Red: 'What're you talking about?' Andy: 'Hope.

— Stephen King

Animals don't know as much about jealousy as people, but they're not ignorant of it, either.

— Stephen King

Any good marriage is secret territory, a necessary white space on society’s map. What others don’t know about it is what makes it yours.

— Stephen King