Stephen King |
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.
Only enemies speak the truth. Friends and lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty.
The sleep you didn`t get one night sometimes came to you on the next, and then it came like a lover.
When you can see people doing something and they don`t see you, even the most trivial actions seem important.
You can`t deny laughter; when it comes, it plops down in your favorite chair and stays as long as it wants.
When you bit the hand that fed you, you expected that extended hand to curl into a fist.