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  • January 8th, 2012 3:42pm

    I come in the name of Steven Deschain, he of Gilead!
    I come in the name of Gabrielle Deschain, she of Gilead!
    I come in the name of Cortland Andrus, he of Gilead!
    I come in the name of Cuthbert Allgood, he of Gilead!
    I come in the name of Alain Johns, he of Gilead!
    I come in the name of Jamie DeCurry, he of Gilead!
    I come in the name of Vannay the Wise, he of Gilead!
    I come in the name of Hax the Cook, he of Gilead!
    I come in the name of David the Hawk, he of Gilead and the sky!
    I come in the name of Susan Delgado, she of Meijis!
    I come in the name of Sheemie Ruiz, he of Meijis!
    I come in the name of Pere Callahan, he of Jerusalem’s Lot, and the roads!
    I come in the name of Ted Brautigan, he of America!
    I come in the name of Dinky Earnshaw, he of America!
    I come in the name of Aunt Talitha, she of River Crossing, and will lay her cross here, as I was bid!
    I come in the name of Stephen King, he of Maine!
    I come in the name of Oy, the brave, he of Midworld!
    I come in the name of Eddie Dean, he of New York!
    I come in the name of Susannah Dean, she of New York!
    I come in the name of Jake Chambers, he of New York, whom I call my own true son!
    I am Roland of Gilead, and I come as myself; you will open to me.

    Roland Deschain (The Dark Tower)

  • December 22nd, 2011 8:28pm

    I do not aim with my hand; he who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.
    I aim with my eye.

    I do not shoot with my hand; he who shoots with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.
    I shoot with my mind.

    I do not kill with my gun; he who kills with his gun has forgotten the face of his father.
    I kill with my heart.

    Stephen King – The Gunslinger (via firetruckinghell)

  • December 1st, 2011 5:02pm

    The thing under my bed waiting to grab my ankle isn’t real. I know that, and I also know that if I’m careful to keep my foot under the covers, it will never be able to grab my ankle

    — Stephen King