Christine

by Stephen King

Maybe that’s one of the ways you recognize really lonely people . . . they can always think of something neat to do on rainy days. You can always call them up. They’re always home. Fucking always.

He had never owned a car before, and I didn’t think he had any idea of the sinister way that old cars can suck money. They suck it the way a vampire is supposed to suck blood.

So true

“Has it ever occurred to you,” he said abruptly, “that parents are nothing but overgrown kids until their children drag them into adulthood? Usually kicking and screaming?”

God thats good

being a kid is about learning how to live, then being a grown-up is about learning how to die.

Wow

brown-sugar sandwich

What the hell is that

The poets continually and sometimes willfully mistake love. Love is the old slaughterer. Love is not blind. Love is a cannibal with extremely acute vision. Love is insectile; it is always hungry.”

Water can wear away stone, but only over hundreds of years. People are mortal.”

1958 Fury sport coupe,

know they say that a stiff dick has no conscience, but I tell you now that some cunts have teeth,

They were too busy trying to get into college or someone’s pants or trouble. Business as usual.

True