The Bazaar of Bad Dreams

by Stephen King

Once you started eating shit, it had a way of becoming your regular diet.

What memories remain to them are all in a jumble—like the pilfered puzzle pieces José found in the cigar box under Pop’s bed—and there’s no governor on them, no way of separating stuff that’s okay to talk about from the stuff that isn’t.

an old man’s body is nothing but a sack in which he carries aches and indignities.

‘Behind every great fortune there is a crime.’

A man’s life was five dogs long, Cortland believed. The first was the one that taught you. The second was the one you taught. The third and fourth were the ones you worked. The last was the one that outlived you.

In a real dark night of the soul, Scott Fitzgerald had said, it is always three o’clock in the morning, day after day.

one of the universal truths of life was that, sooner or later, someone always paid.

The body weakens, but the words never do.”

“When things go wrong, they keep going wrong until there’s tears.”