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Grief is like a drunken house guest, always coming back for one more goodbye hug.

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Even when the lightening flashes inside them we say they are only clouds and turn our attention to the next meal, the next pain, the next breath, the ...more

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Roland of Gilead responded as he ever had and ever would when such useless, mystifying questions were raised: 'Ka.

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Then, instead of telling her that where there was life there was hope, or to let a smile be her umbrella, or that it was always darkest just before th...more

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Sometimes she'd go a whole day without thinking of him or missing him. Why not? She had quite a full life, and really, he'd often been hard to deal wi...more

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Most politicians lie for the same reason a monkey swings by his tail, which is to say because he can.

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the man in black travels with your soul in his pocket.

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A gunslinger knows pride, that invisible bone that keeps the neck stiff.

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They were close to the end of the beginning . . .

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They had discovered one could grow as hungry for light as for food.

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Once again there was the desert, and that only.

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The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed.

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The trap had a ghastly perfection

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The woman who preaches has poison religion. Let the respectable ones go

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There was murder, there was rape, there were unspeakable practices, and all of them were for the good, the bloody good, the bloody myth, for the grail...more