Stephen King

Stephen King
Stephen Edwin Kingis an American author of contemporary horror, supernatural fiction, suspense, science fiction, and fantasy. His books have sold more than 350 million copies, many of which have been adapted into feature films, miniseries, television shows, and comic books. King has published 54 novels, including seven under the pen name Richard Bachman, and six non-fiction books. He has written nearly 200 short stories, most of which have been collected in book collections. Many of his stories are set in...
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth21 September 1947
CityPortland, ME
When you're five and you hurt, you make a big noise in the world. At ten you whimper. But by the time you make fifteen you begin to eat the poisoned apples that grow on your own inner tree of pain.
We are going to fight. We are going to be hurt. And in the end, we will stand.
Sometimes the only thing to do is to take the thing that you must have. Even if someone gets hurt.
Anger is the most useless emotion," Henchick intoned, "destructive to the mind and hurtful to the heart.
Like the man said, a little hope never hurt anybody
So what, ghosts can't hurt you. That's what I thought then.
Wendy? Darling? Light, of my life. I'm not gonna hurt ya. I'm just going to bash your brains in.
She had never dreamed there could be so much pain in a life when there was nothing physically wrong. She hurt all the time.
I can't understand why people use religion to hurt each other when there's already so much pain in the world.
It hurt, of course, but more often than not the best things do, I've found.
I just didn't want her to get hurt. I thought she was going to be. But everyone gets their share, don't they? Sure. Pow, in the nose. Pow, in the eye. Pow, below the belt, down you go, and the ref just went out for a hot dog.
A hurt body and mind aren't just like a dictatorship; they are a dictatorship. There is no tyrant as merciless as pain, no despot so cruel as confusion.
Friends. They aren’t any such thing as good friend or bad friend. Maybe there are just friend. People who stand by you when you're hurt and who helped you feel not so lonely. Maybe there are worth being scared for and hoping for and living for. Maybe worth dying for too. If that what has to be. No bad friends. Only people you want. Need to be with. People who build their houses in your heart.
Hurt's a reason to change, but all the hurt in the world don't change facts.