The Waste Lands Quotes

“Don't ask me silly questions
I won't play silly games
I'm just a simple choo choo train
And I'll always be the same.

I only want to race along
Beneath the bright blue sky
And be a happy choo choo train
Until the day I die.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“Animals don't know as much about jealousy as people, but they're not ignorant of it, either.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“See the TURTLE, ain't he keen? All things serve the fuckin Beam.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“Beating heroin is child's play compared to beating your childhood.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“Ka was like a wheel, its one purpose to turn, and in the end it always came back to the place where it had started.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“All is silent in the halls of the dead. All is forgotten in the stone halls of the dead, Behold the stairways which stand in darkness; behold the rooms of ruin. These are the halls of the dead where the spiders spin and the great circuits fall quiet, one by one.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“Jake went in, aware that he had, for the first time in three weeks, opened a door without hoping madly to find another world on the other side. A bell jingled overhead. The mild, spicy smell of old books hit him, and the smell was somehow like coming home.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“I kill with my heart, motherfucker”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“See the turtle of enormous girth, on his shell he holds the earth. If you want to run and play, come along the beam today.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“Kill if you will, but command me nothing!”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“All things serve the beam”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“Anyone who thinks impressions of old movie actors is funny absolutely cannot be trusted. I think it's like a law of nature.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“The lessons which I remember the longest are always the ones that are self-taught”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“You haven't finished the key, but not because you are afraid to finish. You're afraid of finding you can't finish. You're afraid to go down to where the stones stand, but not because you're afraid of what may come once you enter the circle. You're afraid of what may not come. You're not afraid of the great world, Eddie, but of the small one inside yourself.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“Wow. This makes grand central look like a bus stop in Buttfuck Nebraska.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“Io non miro con la mano; colui che mira con la mano ha dimenticato il volto di suo padre. Io miro con l’occhio.
Io non sparo con la mano; colui che spara con la mano ha dimenticato il volto di suo padre. Io sparo con la mente.
Io non uccido con la pistola; colui che uccide con la pistola ha dimenticato il volto di suo padre.
Io uccido con il cuore.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“After all, there are other worlds than these and that fuckin train rolls through all of them.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“Roland grabbed Jake and hauled him to his feet. “You came!” Jake shouted. “You really came!” “I came, yes. By the grace of the gods and the courage of my friends, I came.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“Then, as understanding began to trickle through his shock, he felt an escalating sense of horror. It had finally happened; he had finally lost enough of his mind so that other people would be able to *tell*.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“It's just that I take riddling seriously. I was taught that the ability to solve them indicates a sane and rational mind.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“The wheel of ka turns and the world moves on.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“What we’ve got here is a lunatic genius ghost-in-the-computer monorail that likes riddles and goes faster than the speed of sound. Welcome to the fantasy version of One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“The mild, spicy smell of old books hit him, and the smell was somehow like coming home.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“He looked so strange without his guns.

So wrong.

'Okay? Now that the numb-fuck apprentices have the guns and the master's unarmed, can we please go? If something big comes out of the bush at us, Roland, you can always throw your knife at it.'

'Oh, that,' he murmured. 'I almost forgot.' He took the knife from his purse and held it out, hilt first, to Eddie.

'This is ridiculous!' Eddie shouted.

'Life is ridiculous.'

'Yeah, put it on a postcard and send it to the fucking Reader's Digest.' Eddie jammed the knife into his belt and then looked defiantly at Roland. 'Now can we go?'

'There is one more thing,' Roland said.

'Weeping, creeping Jesus!'

The smile touched Roland's mouth again. 'Just joking,' he said

Eddie's mouth dropped open. Beside him, Susannah began to laugh again. The sound rose, as musical as bells, in the morning stillness.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“Of them all, he had been the most perfectly made, a man whose deeply romantic core was encased in a brutally simple box which consisted of instinct and pragmatism.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“And fire was evil stuff that delighted in escaping the hands which created it.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“In the end, all things, even the Beams, serve the Dark Tower. Did you think you would be any different?”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“The gunslinger is the truth. Roland is the truth. The Prisoner is the truth. The Lady of Shadows is the truth. The Prisoner and the Lady are married. That is the truth. The way station is the truth. The Speaking Demon is the truth. We went under the mountains and that is the truth. There were monsters under the mountain. That is the truth. One of them had an Amoco gas pump between his legs and was pretending it was his penis. That is the truth. Roland let me die. That is the truth. I still love him. That is the truth.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“Fasten your seatbelts and prepare for turbulence: you’re flying into . . . the Roland Zone!”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands

“Wait or me where the trees clear and the water's sweet. I'll come to ye, ay, as sure as dawn makes shadows run west.”
― Stephen King, The Waste Lands