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“He had discovered that there was not just one God but many, and some were more than cruel — they were insane, and that changed all. Cruelty, after all, was understandable. With insanity, however, there was no arguing.”

Quote by Stephen King

Book:Misery

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Misery

Misery is a novel that delves into the dark side of obsession and the psychological impact of trauma. The story follows Paul Sheldon, a famous author, who is involved in a car accident and is rescued by Annie Wilkes, a fan who takes extreme measures to ensure his survival. As Paul recovers, Annie reveals her twisted obsession with his work and her desire to control his life. The novel examines themes of manipulation, dependency, and the consequences of fame. more

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Stephen King
Stephen King

Stephen King, born on September 21, 1947, is a renowned American author. His works primarily focus on horror, fantasy, and science fiction, and have won him a wide audience. King has received numerous literary awards in the United States, including the Edgar Allan Poe Award and the World Fantasy Award. more

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“Well," Eddie said, "I don't know how hard it'll seem to you, but it struck me as a toughie." Nor did he know the answer, since that section of Riddle-De-Dum! had been torn out, but he didn't think that made any difference; their knowing the answers hadn't been part of the ground-rules. "I SHALL HEAR AND ANSWER." "No sooner spoken than broken. What is it?" "SILENCE, A THING YOU KNOW LITTLE ABOUT, EDDIE OF NEW YORK," Blaine said with no pause at all, and Eddie felt his heart drop a little. There was no need to consult with the others; the answer was self-evident. And having it come back at him so quickly was the real bummer. Eddie never would have said so, but he had harbored the hope-almost a secret surety-of bringing Blaine down with a single riddle, ker-smash, all the King's horses and all the King's men couldn't put Blaine together again. The same secret surety, he supposed, that he had harbored every time he picked up a pair of dice in some sharpie's back-bedroom crap game, every time he called for a hit on seventeen while playing blackjack. That feeling that you couldn't go wrong because you were you, the best, the one and only. "Yeah," he said, sighing. "Silence, a thing I know little about. Thankee-sai, Blaine, you speak truth." "I HOPE YOU HAVE DISCOVERED SOMETHING WHICH WILL HELP YOU," Blaine said, and Eddie thought: You fucking mechanical liar. The complacent tone had returned to Blaine's voice, and Eddie found it of some passing interest that a machine could express such a range of emotion. Had the Great Old Ones built them in, or had Blaine created an emotional rainbow for himself at some point? A little dipolar pretty with which to pass the long decades and centuries? "DO YOU WISH ME TO GO AWAY AGAIN SO YOU MAY CONSULT?" "Yes," Roland said.”

“ما يفترض أن يفعل المرء بالكلمات وسط عاصفة ثلجية على أي حال، وهو في مرج جبلي تنسفه الرياح، والاتجاهات كلها معدومة؟ وعندما يقول أنه متجمد وملتصق بالحصان، فهو يعني ما يقوله؛ حينها تكون الكلمات في منتهى الشفافية ولا تخفي أي معان، ولا ظلال، كما تميل الكلمات إلى أن تفعل.”

“Ο άνθρωπος πρέπει να σωπαίνει για κάμποση ώρα και στην παύση που δημιουργείται να ακούει τη φωνή κάποιου άλλου αφηγητή, ενός ψαριού, μιας λιμπελούλας, μιας νυφίτσας ή ενός καλαμιού από μπαμπού, μιας γάτας, μιας ορχιδέας ή μιας πέτρας.”