Stephen King Quotes

It's a consoling notion that death is a very tiny hole, and you need to make yourself very small to get through it. One obviously needs to lighten off, and a rucksack full of bricks or a mantelpiece full of trophies will certainly have to be abandoned - the sooner the better, I say.

Death is not evil, for it frees man from all ills and takes away his desires along with desire's rewards.

Death smells like homemade apple sauce as it cooks on the stove. It is not the strangling sense of illness. It is not fear. It is freedom.

I know that's really horrible, but that's how I do it in my head. I'm going to die. It doesn't matter. I don't matter. I'm a grain of sand. As a grain of sand, I may as well go out and relate to people and enjoy my short time on this planet that I have. Who knows what's coming next?

Life is the jailer, death the angel sent to draw the unwilling bolts and set us free.

To renounce things is not to give them up. It is to acknowledge that all things go away.

Everything is meant to be lost, that the soul may stand in unhampered nothingness

We are awakened to the profound realization that the true path to liberation is to let go of everything.

But death is not freedom. For a moment, it can look like freedom. But then it's death. Anything. Something. Nothing.

maybe she had become tired of being the girlfriend of a condemned man. It also occured to me that maybe she was sick, or dead. These things happen. [...] Anyway, after that, remembering Marie meant nothing to me. That seemed perfectly normal to me, since I understood very well that people would forget me when I was dead.

Once one's up against it, the precise manner of one's death has obviously small importance.

To conquer death you only have to die.

I only want to catch you,” Michael explained. “I won’t hurt you.” “No! No!” the star crackled desperately. “That’s wrong! I’m supposed to die!” “But I could save you if you’d let me catch you,” Michael told it gently. “No!” cried the star. “I’d rather die!

There's still a thousand places I haven't gone to die.

I don't fear death, it must be like a long sleep.

It's not hard to own something. Or everything. You just have to know that it's yours, and then be willing to let it go.

What's wrong with death sir? What are we so mortally afraid of? Why can't we treat death with a certain amount of humanity and dignity, and decency, and God forbid, maybe even humor. Death is not the enemy gentlemen. If we're going to fight a disease, let's fight one of the most terrible diseases of all, indifference.

If it's peace you find in dying, well then let the time be near.

Death is nothing, nor life either, for that matter. To die, to sleep, to pass into nothingness, what does it matter? Everything is an illusion.

A certain giving up of control is good for the soul.

Only if I am going to die, I should prefer to die as I have lived, drunkenly.

To die is only to be as we were before we were born; yet no one feels any remorse, or regret, or repugnance, in contemplating this last idea.

For everyone and everything, there is a time to die. Some do not know it, or would delay it, but its truth cannot be denied. Not when you look into the stars of the ninth gate.