"It was four pages long, I thought I would never write anything longer in my life, and now look at..."

“It was four pages long, I thought I would never write anything longer in my life, and now look at this. All this, and the end still not in sight. If I’d known the story was going to go on this long, I might never have started. What I didn’t realize was how many doors the act of writing unlocks, as if my Dad’s old fountain pen wasn’t really a pen at all, but some strange variety of skeleton key.”

- Stephen King, The Mouse on the Mile, The Green Mile: Part 2