Ed King Quotes

that this is Russian-A flu, not the more dangerous Swine flu.

Writing is the act of finding out what I think.

I think you will find that, if you continue to write fiction, every character you create is partly you.

When you write, you want to get rid of the world, do you not? Of course you do. When you're writing, you're creating your own worlds.

When the work is the best work, it's more like being a secretary than it is a creative person, you just sort of take the stuff down.

The Cross is the eternal expression of the length to which God will go to in order to restore broken community.

There was a madness in my story, but it was a madness I understood.

And what would they find on sale? His sanity? Could be. Half-Price. Smoke and Water Damage. Everything Must Go.

It’s better to be good than evil, but one achieves goodness at a tremendous cost.

...staring into thin air at thosethings only cats can see (Doctro Sleep)

The last good time always comes

But if you needed to HAVE AN IDEA, boredom could be to a roadblocked novel what chemotherapy was to a cancer patient.

This is how we bring about our own damnation, you know-by ignoring the voice that begs us to stop. To stop while there's still time.

He hath always but slightly, known himself...King Lear

Hi, ’ Jake said. ‘I met you earlier today, but you were a lot younger then.’ ‘I was a lot younger ten minutes ago.

..Thirty's the end of being young, forty is where you stop fooling yourself.

You're a dangerous fool who should be sent west, " he told the unconscious man. "You have forgotten the face of your father.

Time shall unfold what pleated cunning hides: Who cover faults, at last shame them derides.

Only a "dry as dust" religion prompts a minister to extol the glories of Heaven while ignoring the social conditions that cause men an Earthly hell.

And, instead of pelting these babbling idiots with their own freshly toasted marshmallows, everyone else sitting around the fire is often nodding and smiling and looking solemny thoughtful.

I profess myself an enemy to all other joys, which the most precious square of sense possesses, and find I am alone felicitate in your dear highness love.

All is forgotten in the stone halls of the dead. These are the rooms of ruin where the spiders spin and the great circuits fall quiet, one by one...

Why is it that so many people think all the answers are in their wallet?

You need to take out the stuff that’s just sitting there and doing nothing. No slackers allowed! All meat, no filler!

... when editors were flattered, they would sometimes give in on some of their mad ideas.

Only God gets it right the first time and only a slob says, "Oh well, let it go, that's what copyeditors are for.

Life is more than love and pleasure, I came to dig for treasure.If you want to play, you gotta pay, You know it's always been that wayWe all came digging for treasure.

It's like practicing pole vaulting your entire life, and then getting to the olympics and saying, ‘what the hell did I want to jump over this stupid bar for?

Better to be dirty than dead.

And there he would either be mercifully annihilated or live forever, insane and yet conscious inside It's homicidal endless formless hungry being.

There’s no tonic like an old friend.

Horace, like all dogs, heard dead-voices quite often, and sometimes saw their owners.

Allie sighed. It was an old yellow sound, like turning pages.

...he was after all, a novelist...and a novelist was simply a fellow who got paid to tell lies. The bigger the lies, the better the pay.

The sun had bled away every smell and left nothing.

The Dark Powers have to give before they can take.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. Fool me three times, shame on both of us.

The sky was the yellow color of old cheese and the clouds flew across it, as if they had seen something horrifying in the desert wastes where they had so lately been.

The sky of the color of ashes in the east and embers in the west.

I’m going crazy, Louis thought wonderingly. Wheeeeee!

She was crazy but he needed her. Oh I am in so much trouble he thought, and stared blindly up at the ceiling as the droplets of sweat began to gather on his forehead again.

The hardest for man is lie to himself between 3:00 and 6:00 in the morning.

My Crown is in my heart, not on my head:Not deck'd with Diamonds, and Indian stones:Nor to be seen: my Crown is call'd Content, A Crown it is, that seldom Kings enjoy.

What sad, short lives humans live! Each life a short pamphlet written by an idiot! Tut-tut, and all that.

Well, luck is for fools. It's all they have to hope for, poor devils.

There came a time when you realised that moving on was pointless. That you took yourself with you wherever you went.

To the champ, everything is serious business. I'm hoping that he'll live long enough to learn that in this world that is a very dangerous attitude.

Disappointment was never a thing you looked for, but it had a wonderful way of clearing the mind.

There can be no deep disappointment where there in not deep love.

If a man hasn’t found something he will die for, he isn’t fit to live.