Later

by Stephen King

“There are only so many tomorrows.” —MICHAEL LANDON

There’s always a later, I know that now. At least until we die. Then I guess it’s all before that.

When the fickle finger of fate points at you, all roads lead to the same place, that’s what I think.

Even a little kid knows certain basic things if he’s not soft in the attic. You said please, you said thank you, you didn’t flap your weenie around in public or chew with your mouth open, and you didn’t talk to dead folks when they were standing next to living folks who were just starting to miss them.

Sometimes God uses a broken tool.’ It was from one of the old English writers he used to teach.”

no kid ever said they wanted to grow up to be a bum, a college dean, or a dirty cop.

there really is no top of the pyramid, Jamie. Even the boss has bosses.”

You may beat the devil once—through providence, bravery, dumbass luck, or a combination of all—but not twice.