Stephen Colbert and Stephen King, in matching sweaters, holding hands.
The greatest photo ever taken?
The creepiest photo ever taken.
I AM SCREAMING, BLOODY HELL
The terror, which would not end for another twenty-eight years — if it ever did end — began, so far as I know or can tell, with a boat made from a sheet of newspaper floating down a gutter swollen with rain. - Stephen King. “It”. (via fuckyeah-unclesteve)
We make up horrors to cope with real ones. - Stephen King (via tattoolit)
The leper was crawling out. It was wearing a clown suit, he saw - a clown suit with big orange buttons down the front. It saw Eddie and grinned. Its half-mouth dropped open and its tongue lolled out. Eddie shrieked again, but no one could have heard one boy’s breathless shriek under the pounding of the diesel engine in the trainyard. The leper’s tongue had not just dropped from its mouth; it was at least three feet long and had unrolled like a party-favor. It came to an arrow-point which dragged in the dirt. Foam, thick-sticky and yellowish, coursed along it. Bugs crawled over it. The rosebushes, which had been showing the first touches of spring green when Eddie broke through them, now turned a dead and lacy black. - Stephen King. “It”. (via fuckyeah-unclesteve)
Even a stopped clock gets it right twice a day. - Stephen King. “11/22/63”. (via fuckyeah-unclesteve)
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