Amateurs sit and wait for inspiration, the rest of us just get up and go to work. - Stephen King

Everything goes away, Jack Sawyer, like the moon. Everything comes back, like the moon.

You don’t own a thing unless you can give it up, what does it profit a man, it profits him nothing, it profits him zilch, and you don’t learn that in school, you learn it on the road, you learn it from Ferd Janklow, and Wolf, and Richard going head-first into the rocks like a Titan II that didn’t fire off right.

Life was such a wheel that no man could stand upon it for long. And it always, at the end, came round to the same place again.