Skeleton Crew

by Stephen King

Nothing in nature is that even; man is the inventor of straight edges. Part of it was that pure, dazzling whiteness,

Terror is the widening of perspective and perception.

But in her heart what every woman wants to be is some kind of goddess, I think—men pick up a ruined echo of that thought and try to put them on pedestals (a woman, who will pee down her own leg if she does not squat! it’s funny when you stop to think of it)—but what a man senses is not what a woman wants. A woman wants to be in the clear, is all. To stand if she will, or walk . . .’

It’s tough to be on the outside. You don’t have to be out there to know, although I’d have to agree that you can’t know just what it’s like.

His life had been a history of understanding operations rather than principles.

Emlyn McCarron, who had once given us a frightening story about a woman who had given birth under unusual circumstances,

IT IS THE TALE, NOT HE WHO TELLS IT.

Ace Merrill

When you’re invisible you get to thinking you’re invulnerable.

I could tell you that dying’s an art and I am learning fast.