Dennis

“You think he’s a real writer, Park?” “Sure he is. He’s got three books right in this library.” “True or made up?” “Made up.” Parkins put his knife away and sighed.”
― Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot

“As a man of ideals, perhaps my greatest aspiration really does not go beyond occupying this chair at this table in this café.”
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet: The Complete Edition

“It was in the southwest area that the trailers had begun to move in, and everything that goes with them, like an exurban asteroid belt: junked-out cars up on blocks, tire swings hanging on frayed rope, glittering beer cans lying beside the roads, ragged wash hung on lines between makeshift poles, the ripe smell of sewage from hastily laid septic tanks.”
― Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot

“Airports, on the other hand, are like airport bestsellers. They’re easy to read, you forget them quickly, you promise yourself to never again succumb to their temptation, and yet the brightness, those signs, those letters in metallic relief . . . And the passengers who consume those airport bestsellers are increasingly worthy of them. Beings with decreasing capacity for concentration, robots of flesh and bone who can’t go even a minute without connecting to their devices and extensions, as if they were waiting for the confirmation of the success of a sports star they idolize or the news that they’ve become fathers or mothers, even though their respective spouses are right there beside them in that very moment, looking after little kids hooked up to tablets where they surf without waves or a beach.”
― Rodrigo Fresán, The Invented Part