The Shining

Tough old world, baby. If you’re not bolted together tightly, you’re gonna shake, rattle, and roll before you turn thirty.

The whole place was empty. But it wasn’t really empty. Because here in the Overlook things just went on and on. Here in the Overlook all times were one. There was an endless night in August of 1945, with laughter and drinks and a chosen shining few going up and coming down in the elevator, drinking champagne and popping party favors in each other’s

So they went in together, leaving the wind to build to the low-pitched scream that would go on all night – a sound they would get to know well. Flakes of snow swirled and danced across the porch. The Overlook faced it as it had for nearly three quarters of a century, its darkened windows now bearded with snow, indifferent to the fact that it was no

She had never dreamed there could be so much pain in a life when there was nothing physically wrong.

Continental manners.’

Footsteps approaching the door or only the heartbeat in his ears?

Living by your wits is always knowing where the wasps are.

Whatever Redrum was, it was here.

Was it possible, Danny wondered, to be glad you had done something and still be so ashamed of that something that you tried not to think of it? The question was a disturbing one. He didn’t think such a thing was possible … in a normal mind.