Quotes & Sayings About Cujo

I grew up on all sorts of horror - Hammer Horror and Vincent Price's 'Theatre Of Blood.' I loved the hidden, scary layers, but there wasn't that much around for youngsters in terms of horror books. I can remember reading Stephen King's 'Salem's Lot' and 'Cujo,' but I thought there should be more for teenaged horror fans. — Darren Shan

There's one novel, Cujo, that I barely remember writing at all. — Stephen King

All right, Cujo. Don't bark at me. I was just curious. — Cassie Mae

He'd make Cujo hang his head in poser shame. — Dakota Cassidy

How's Cujo?"
"He's good. Thank you for saving him." ...
"You asked," he said with a shrug. — Erica O'Rourke

If the devil was going to come, I expected to see the myth of him. A demon with an asphalt shine. He'd be fury. A chill. A bad cough. Cujo at the car window, a ticket at the Creepshow booth, a leap into the depth of night. — Tiffany McDaniel

There is no bad time for good news. — Stephen King

My guys wanted to call it "Cujo" or "Stiletto." But the developers wanted to call it "Unicorn." Unicorn? Like rainbows and Care Bears? And against all my expectations, "Unicorn" wins the vote. Developers. I'll never understand them. — Gene Kim

I have one word for you, my friend. Whipped."
Cujo laughed, taking a swig of his beer.
"Starting to think it ain't so bad, brother."
Trent shook his head, more at himself than anything. — Scarlett Cole

I don't give a shit who you think she can see. I am her best friend. Let me in there." Drea's protest carried down the hallway.
Cujo stood up, smoothing down the legs of his jeans. He took a deep breath, and creaked his neck from left to right. "I'll go get the feisty one," he said, flipping his head in the direction of Drea's raised voice. — Scarlett Cole

You named your son's pet after a rabid monster dog?"
"No," Thanatos growled. "Wraith did. Bastard taught the pup to respond to Cujo, and we couldn't get him to respond to anything else after that. — Larissa Ione

If he doesn't come out soon and tell us what's going on, I am going in there."
A rush of relief flooded Harper at the sound of Drea in the hallway.
"As much as you think she loves you, shortcake, she loves him a bit more. Give them a minute."
Trent laughed. Harper opened her eyes and looked at him. "My money is on Drea," she whispered.
"Can you get your stupid frigging arms off me?"
Drea and Cujo burst through the door. Cujo's arms were wrapped tightly around Drea's middle, and the angle she was bending his fingers back to release his grip had to hurt.
"I tried to stop her but it's like getting a feral cat into a shoe box." Cujo let out a grunt and let Drea go. Harper looked from Cujo to Drea, desperate to bury the laugh she could feel brewing. — Scarlett Cole