11/22/63 QUOTES

2 " If you've ever been homesick, or felt exiled from all the things and people that once defined you, you'll know how important welcoming words and friendly smiles can be. "

― Stephen King , 11/22/63

4 " In North Carolina, I stopped to gas up at a Humble Oil station, then walked around the corner to use the toilet. There were two doors and three signs. MEN was neatly stenciled over one door, LADIES over the other. The third sign was an arrow on a stick. It pointed toward the brush-covered slope behind the station. It said COLORED. Curious, I walked down the path, being careful to sidle at a couple of points where the oily, green-shading-to-maroon leaves of poison ivy were unmistakable... There was no facility. What I found at the end of the path was a narrow stream with a board laid across it on a couple of crumbling concrete posts... If I ever give you the idea that 1958's all Andy-n-Opie, remember the path, okay? The one lined with poison ivy. And the board over the stream. "

― Stephen King , 11/22/63

6 " I had been hobbled, perhaps even crippled by a pervasive internet society I had come to depend on and take for granted... hit enter and let Google, that twenty-first century Big Brother, take care of the rest.

In the Derry of 1958, the most up-to-date computers were the size of small housing developments, and the local paper was no help. What did that leave? I remembered a sociology prof I’d had in college - a sarcastic old bastard - who used to say, When all else fails, give up and go to the library. "

― Stephen King , 11/22/63

8 " Party lights hang over the street, yellow and red and green. Sadie stumbles over someone’s chair, but I’m ready for this and I catch her easily by the arm.

“Sorry, clumsy,” she says.

“You always were, Sadie. One of your more endearing traits.”

Before she can ask about that I slip my arm around her waist. She slips hers around mine, still looking up at me. The lights skate across her cheeks and shine in her eyes. We clasp hands, fingers folding together naturally, and for me the years fall away like a coat that’s too heavy and too tight. In that moment, I hope on thing above all others: that she was not too busy to find at least one good man …

She speaks in a voice almost too low to be heard over the music. But I hear her – I always did. “Who are you, George?”

“Someone you knew in another life, honey. "

― Stephen King , 11/22/63

10 " History doesn't repeat itself, but it harmonizes, and what it usually makes is the devil's music. "

― Stephen King , 11/22/63

12 " When you put on a clown suit and a rubber nose, nobody has any idea what you look like inside. "

― Stephen King , 11/22/63

14 " I saw something even more beautiful than a sense of humor: an appreciation for life’s essential absurdity. "

― Stephen King , 11/22/63

16 " Resistance to change is proportional to how much the future might be altered by any given act. "

― Stephen King , 11/22/63

18 " For most of us, I think it's easier to admit doing wrong than being stupid. "

― Stephen King , 11/22/63

20 " Sometimes a cigar is just a smoke and a story's just a story "

― Stephen King , 11/22/63