He watched his feet, the only things that were keeping him from finding out if there really was a Kingdom of Heaven or not.

~ Richard Bachman

Richard Bachman Death Pain

He wondered how far his legs would carry him on their own - how long before his brain took over them and began punishing them, making them work past any sane limit, to keep a bullet from crashing into its own bony cradle.

~ Richard Bachman

Richard Bachman Death Endurance Pain

Mr. Grace sounded like a very small child, helpless, hopeless. I had made him fuck himself with his own big tool, like one of those weird experiences you read about in the Penthouse Forum. I had taken off his witch doctor's mask and made him human. But I didn't hold it against him. To err is only human, but it's divine to forgive. I believe that sincerely.

~ Richard Bachman

Richard Bachman Bachman Charlie Decker Grace King Psychology Rage Richard Stephen

The definition of an asshole is a guy who doesn't believe what he's seeing.

~ Richard Bachman

Richard Bachman Belief Humanity

Craziness is only a matter of degree, and there are lots of people besides me who have the urge to roll heads. They go to stock-car races and the horror movies and the wrestling matches they have in Portland Expo. Maybe what she said smacked of all those things, but I admired her for saying out loud, all the same--the price of honesty is always high. She had an admirable grasp of the fundamentals. Besides, she was tiny and pretty.

~ Richard Bachman

Richard Bachman Bachman Charlie Decker Grace King Rage Richard Stanner Stephen

The deal is this. You be the hero. Come down here. Unarmed. Come inside with your hands on your head. I'll let everybody go. Then I'll blow your fucking head off. Sir. How's that for a deal? You buy it?

~ Richard Bachman

Richard Bachman Crime Horror Rabia Rage Terror

Things hurt more when you were alone, that was all.

~ Richard Bachman

Richard Bachman Solitude

When everything is at its worst, your mind just throws it all into the wastebasket and goes to Florida for a little while. There is a sudden electric what-the-hell glow as you stand there looking back over your shoulder at the bridge you just burnt down.

~ Richard Bachman

Richard Bachman Puberty School Stephen King

Do you know why they call me the Count? Because I love to count! Ah-ha

~ Richard Bachman

Richard Bachman Nostalgia Sesame Street Stephen King The Count

If there is an after, I hope it's not dark. And I hope you can remember. I'd hate to wander around in the dark forever, not knowing who I was or what I was doin' here, or not even knowing that I'd ever had anything different.

~ Richard Bachman

Richard Bachman Afterlife Death