Lisey's Story

by Stephen King

“One flew north, one flew south, one couldn’t shut her everlasting mouth.”

time apparently did nothing but blunt grief’s sharpest edge so that it hacked rather than

sliced.

Sometimes she’d feel him and look up and find his eyes. His solemn regard. As though she were a mystery to him still.

Broken glass in the morning, broken hearts at night.

How lucky do you have to be for your love to outrace your time?)

Each marriage has two hearts, one light and one dark. This is the dark heart of theirs, the one mad true secret.

And then sometimes a day would come, a gray one (or a sunny one) when she missed him so fiercely she felt empty, not a woman at all

anymore but just a dead tree filled with cold November blow. She felt like that now, felt like hollering his name and hollering him home, and her heart turned sick with the thought of the years ahead and she wondered what good love was if it came to this, to even ten seconds of feeling like this.

the kind of places with spider-plants in the windows and Bright Eyes on the jukebox instead of My Chemical Romance.

The exhausted mind is obsession’s easiest prey, and after half an hour of fruitless searching in the attic, where the air was hot and still, the light was poor, and the shadows seemed slyly determined to hide every nook she wanted to investigate, Lisey gave way to obsession without even realizing it.

the world is so empty and so loveless when there’s no one in it to holler your name and holler you home.

You’re good for the ones you love. You want to be good for the ones you love, because you know that your time with them will end up being too short, no matter how long it is.

There was a lot they didn’t tell you about death, she had discovered, and one of the biggies was how long it took the ones you loved most to die in your heart.

Two things have tied him to the earth and saved him from the long boy. His writing is one. The other has a waist he can put his arms around and an ear into which he can whisper.

Some things just have to be true, Scott said, because they have no other choice.