words

“Do not let what you gained this day be so easily lost.”

That would be like the lamb handing a knife to the butcher.

“I feel like I could eat the world raw.”

I cannot escape the feeling that, below the surface, something is breaking.

In that instant, kneeling there, everything came clear to him. It was not just Danny the Overlook was working on. It was working on him, too. It wasn’t Danny who was the weak link, it was him. He was the vulnerable one, the one who could be bent and twisted until something snapped.

Here he was, slapping him five, grabbing his shoulder, and talking too loud in a performance of gregariousness. A walking flinch.

I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.

He is smiling with every tooth