The Shining Quotes

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Stephen        King
“He would write it for the reason he felt that all great literature, fiction and nonfiction, was written: truth comes out, in the end it always comes out. He would write it because he felt he had to.”
Stephen King, The Shining

“Here comes Johnny!”
Jack Nicholson

Stephen        King
“Jack stood by his shoulder, very much aware of the scent of Ullman’s cologne. All my men wear English Leather or they wear nothing at all came into his mind for no reason at all, and he had to clamp his tongue between his teeth to keep in a bray of laughter.”
Stephen King, The Shining

Stephen        King
“The world's a hard place, Danny. It don't care. It don't hate you and me, but it don't love us either." - Dick Hallorann, The Shining.”
Stephen King

Stephen        King
“Das Leben ist hart, Baby. Wenn du nicht fest zusammengeschraubt bist, fängst du schon an zu rasseln und zu klappern und auseinanderzufalten, bevor du das dreißigste Lebensjahr erreicht hast.”
Stephen King, The Shining

Stephen        King
“Fire will kill anything.”
Stephen King, The Shining

Stephen        King
“I like you," she whispered, and he thought that her scent was like lilies, secret and hidden in cracks furred with green moss—places where sunshine is short and shadows long.”
Stephen King, The Shining

Stephen        King
“You'll be my friend?"
"As long as you want me.”
Stephen King, The Shining

Ana Claudia Antunes
“Why does Kubrick always chill our blood, and make us huddled up scared stiff with eyes wide shut? Because even dead he's still "Shinnying" with his old hand and his eye-catching plots.”
Ana Claudia Antunes, The Mysterious Murder of Marilyn Monroe

Kristen Ashley
“I'm going insane. Going insane in the snowy mountains like Jack Nicholson in The Shining, except without the spooky hotel.”
Kristen Ashley, The Gamble

Stephen        King
“Ein Dummkopf neigt viel eher zur Klaustrophobie, und er neigt auch viel eher dazu, jemanden beim Kartenspiel zu erschießen oder ohne Überlegung einen Raubüberfall zu begehen. Er langweilt sich. Ihm bleibt nur Fernsehen oder Patiencenlegen, bei dem er betrügt, wenn er nicht rechtzeitig alle Asse draußen hat. Er hat nichts zu tun, als seine Frau anzumisten, mit den Kindern herumzunörgeln und zu saufen. Er kann nicht einschlafen, weil nichts zu hören ist. Also trinkt er, bis er müde ist, und wacht mit einem Kater auf. Er ist gereizt. Jetzt fällt vielleicht noch das Telefon aus, und die TV- Antenne wird vom Dach geweht, und wieder kann er nur grübeln und bei Patience betrügen, und er wird immer gereizter. Am Ende … knallt er drauflos.”
Stephen King, The Shining

Stephen        King
“Ich würde Sie selbst hinbringen, aber ich bin beschäftigt wie ’ne Katze, die sich in ein Wollknäuel verstrickt hat”
Stephen King, The Shining

Stephen        King
“Love came out of them the way love had come out of the boy and girl walking up the street and holding hands.”
Stephen King, The Shining

Stephen        King
“YOU'VE GOT YOUR POUND OF FLESH BLOOD AND ALL NOW CAN'T YOU LEAVE ME ALONE?”
Stephen King, The Shining

Stephen        King
“His dad lost his marbles last night. They took him away."
"Yeah? Just for losing some marbles?”
Stephen King, The Shining

Stephen        King
“Bellowing, angry roar.
Smell of blood and evergreen.”
Stephen King, The Shining

Stephen        King
“His face was all eyes.”
Stephen King, The Shining

Stephen        King
“She had never been tried in fire. Now the trial was upon her, not fire but ice, and she would not be allowed to sleep through this.”
Stephen King, The Shining

Stephen        King
“Red flashes of light leaped in front of her eyes like ballet dancers.”
Stephen King, The Shining

Stephen        King
“She was an excruciating throb of pain from one end to the other.”
Stephen King, The Shining

Stephen        King
“Yet he could not equate these simple symbols with the shifting complex reality of his mother; she satisfied his childish definition of eternity. She had been when he was not. She would continue to be when he was not again.”
Stephen King, The Shining

Stephen        King
“He was like a man who had leaned around a corner and had seen an unexpected monster lying in wait, crouching among the dried bones of its old kills.”
Stephen King, The Shining

Stephen        King
“Bright-burning flares had been scattered around it like birthday candles on some idiot child's cake.”
Stephen King, The Shining

Emiko Jean
“Are you really okay with the Shining Twins mentoring you?" she asks.
She means Akiko and Noriko. I told her the nickname a while ago. She'd never seen the movie. We watched it together in Japanese, which was somehow even more terrifying. She had to sleep with a night-light on for a month. I'm not sure she's forgiven me yet.”
Emiko Jean, Tokyo Dreaming

Stephen        King
“Una vida sin amor es como un árbol sin frutos”
Stephen King, Doctor Sleep

Stephen        King
“Todo cuanto vemos o creemos ver no es sino un sueño dentro de otro sueño”
Stephen King, Doctor Sleep

Stephen        King
“Había llegado a creer que la vida era una sucesión de irónicas emboscadas.”
Stephen King, Doctor Sleep

Stephen        King
“Porque eso era entonces y esto es ahora. Porque el pasado se ha ido, pero define el presente.”
Stephen King, Doctor Sleep

Stewart Stafford
“Redrum by Stewart Stafford

A Winter's tale of horrors profound,
The haunted hotel's dark tapestry,
Supreme isolation's moonscape snowbound,
A father gripped by homicidal history.

He sought to write, heal, absolve sins,
Overlooked the hotel’s Redrum plans,
Vomiting up daymares of phantom twins,
His mind possessed by unseen hands.

Room Two Three Seven, malevolent,
Forbidden to enter its dark hole,
Where ageless ladies bathed decadent,
Luring caretakers to an adulterer's role.

His wife and son sensed the danger,
A bloody elevator with nowhere to run,
A father's warpath with axe and anger,
He became the monster, the devil's son.

It might horrify 42 ways from Sunday,
Only his shining son grasped the fact,
May as well be across the galaxy,
As in a labyrinth with that maniac.

He failed to kill, he froze, met his fate,
The hotel consumed his spirit as its own,
Purgatorial torture in damnation's bait,
He smiled in the photo, eternally alone.

© Stewart Stafford, 2023. All rights reserved.”
Stewart Stafford

“How many times, over how many years, had he—a grown man—asked for the mercy of another chance? He was suddenly so sick of himself, so revolted, that he could have groaned aloud.”
Stephen King, Never Flinch

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