Insomnia

by Stephen King

He was a great teacher, one of those fiercely bright people you sometimes find out in the sticks, hiding their lights under bushels. They usually end up heading their departments and running half a dozen extracurricular activities on the side because they simply don’t know how to say no.

I’ve become convinced that genius is a vastly overrated commodity. I think this country is full of geniuses, guys and gals so bright they make your average card-carrying MENSA member look like Fucko the Clown. And I think that most of them are teachers, living and working in small-town obscurity because that’s the way they like it.

Back then, the idea of ‘coming out of the closet’ was ridiculous. For most of us the closet was all there was.

the world was your closet.”

Hell, he doesn’t even know his own name, and at some point soon—the sooner the better, actually—he’s going to die without any idea that he ever lived.”

They’re the new Puritans, as far as I’m concerned, people who believe that if you don’t think the way they do, you’re going to hell… only their version is a place where all you get on the radio is hillbilly music and all you can find to eat is chicken-fried steak.”

Pretty sure thats what hell is?

he took one last hard look at the man who had told him he used to be Joe Wyze but was now older and Wyzer.

Lol ok dad

Modern poetry is not about music. It’s about nerve—who has it and who doesn’t.”

The Three Insomniacs of the Apocalypse, Ralph thought. Jesus save us.

If I had some wings, I’d fly you all around; If I had some money, I’d buy you the goddam town; If I had the strength, then maybe I coulda pulled you through; If I had a lantern, I’d light the way for you, If I had a lantern, I’d light the way for you. —Michael McDermott “Lantern”

“In the end I got what I wanted,” Ralph said,

Brb absolutely bawling.