Roland Deschain Quotes & Sayings

The man in black fled across the dessert and the gunslinger followed. — Stephen King

I deal in lead! Roland called, and Eddie felt goose-bumps pebble his arms. — Stephen King

We are going to fight. We are going to be hurt. And in the end, we will stand. — Stephen King

They were close to the end of the beginning . . . — Stephen King

First comes smiles, then lies. Last is gunfire.-Roland Deschain, of Gilead — Stephen King

He looked so strange without his guns.
So wrong.
'Okay? Now that the numb-fuck apprentices have the guns and the master's unarmed, can we please go? If something big comes out of the bush at us, Roland, you can always throw your knife at it.'
'Oh, that,' he murmured. 'I almost forgot.' He took the knife from his purse and held it out, hilt first, to Eddie.
'This is ridiculous!' Eddie shouted.
'Life is ridiculous.'
'Yeah, put it on a postcard and send it to the fucking Reader's Digest.' Eddie jammed the knife into his belt and then looked defiantly at Roland. 'Now can we go?'
'There is one more thing,' Roland said.
'Weeping, creeping Jesus!'
The smile touched Roland's mouth again. 'Just joking,' he said.
Eddie's mouth dropped open. Beside him, Susannah began to laugh again. The sound rose, as musical as bells, in the morning stillness. — Stephen King

There will be water if God wills it. — Stephen King

Take the dead from the dead, the old proverb said; only a corpse may speak true prophecy. — Stephen King

Time flies, knells call, life passes, so hear my prayer.
Birth is nothing but death begun, so hear my prayer.
Death is speechless, so hear my speech.
This is Jake, who served his ka and his tet. Say true.
May the forgiving glance of S'mana heal his heart. Say please.
May the arms of Gan raise him from the darkness of this earth. Say please.
Surround him, Gan , with light.
Fill him, Chloe, with strength.
If he is thirsty, give him water in the clearing.
If he is hungry, give him food in the clearing.
May his life on this earth and the pain of his passing become as a dream to his waking soul, and let his eyes fall upon every lovely sight; let him find the friends that were lost to him, and let every one whose name he calls call his in return.
This is Jake, who lived well, loved his own, and died as ka would have it.
Each man owes a death. This is Jake. Give him peace. — Stephen King

Don't feel sorry for yourself. Make do. — Stephen King

The woman who preaches has poison religion. Let the respectable ones go — Stephen King

There was murder, there was rape, there were unspeakable practices, and all of them were for the good, the bloody good, the bloody myth, for the grail, for the Tower. — Stephen King

Worlds which had trembled for a moment in their orbits now steadied, and in one of those worlds, in a desert that was the apotheosis of all deserts, a man named Roland turned over in his bedroll and slept easily once again beneath the alien constellations. — Stephen King

The man in black travels with your soul in his pocket. — Stephen King

Once again there was the desert, and that only. — Stephen King

All of Mid-World had become one vast haunted mansion in these strange latter days; all of Mid-World had become The Drawers; all of Mid-World had become a waste land, haunting and haunted. — Stephen King

Let evil wait for the day on which it must fall. — Stephen King

They had discovered one could grow as hungry for light as for food. — Stephen King

If you love me, then love me. — Stephen King

Do you believe in an afterlife?" the gunslinger asked him as Brown dropped three ears of hot corn onto his plate.
Brown nodded. "I think this is it. — Stephen King

The trap had a ghastly perfection — Stephen King

Time's the thief of memory — Stephen King

Not all are called to the way of the sword or the gun or the ship, but all serve ka. — Stephen King

I'm afraid to go to sleep. I'm afraid my dead friends will come to me, and that seeing them will kill me. — Stephen King

A person's never too old for stories. Man and boy, girl and woman, we live for them. - Roland Deschain — Stephen King

Their situation was becoming ever harder to deny: they were characters in someone's story. This whole world
— Stephen King

He wanted her, suddenly and completely, with a desperate depth of feeling that felt like sickness. Everything he was and everything he had come for, it seemed, was secondary to her. — Stephen King

I have had . . . easier days. Although in retrospect, this one is not atypical. — Robin Furth

And he thought that, had he been wearing his guns, he might well have drawn one and put a bullet in Susan Delgado's cold and whoring little heart. — Stephen King