Stephen King Dark Tower Quotes & Sayings

He'd sent his cock on its exploring way up more damp and cozy cracks than Jonas had ever seen in his life, and Jonas was twice his age. — Stephen King

I fell in love with you, he said. That's why I said it. It happened even before you kissed me, I think. — Stephen King

In the end, all things, even the Beams, serve the Dark Tower. Did you think you would be any different? — Stephen King

What we've got here is a lunatic genius ghost-in-the-computer monorail that likes riddles and goes faster than the speed of sound. Welcome to the fantasy version of One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. — Stephen King

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

Good luck, good will, good fortune, not ill. — Stephen King

See the TURTLE, ain't he keen? All things serve the fuckin Beam. — Stephen King

The King is in his Tower, eating bread and honey. The Breakers in the basement, making all the money. — Stephen King

What seems solid to us is actually only a loose net held together by gravity. Everything in the Universe denies 'nothing'. To suggest an ending is the one absurdity -The Man in Black from Stephen King's The Gunslinger — Stephen King

If he came upon us burning in the street, I don't think he'd piss on us to put us out. — Stephen King

Time is a thief of memory — 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

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

The scariest, most terrifying thing that I fear?"
Yes."
My Imagination."
I thought you were going to say "Fear, itself."
Then you have a small imagination."
Roland and Eddie — Stephen King

At the end of her life she was aware of heat but not pain. She had time to consider his eyes, eyes of that blue which is the color of the sky at first light of the morning. She had time to think of him on the Drop, riding Rusher flat out with his black hair flying back from his temples and his neckerchief rippling; to see him laughing with an ease and freedom he would never find again in the long life which stretched out for him beyond hers, and it was his laughter she took with her as she went out, fleeing the light and heat in to the silkly, consoling dark, calling to him over and over as she went, calling bird and bear and hare and fish. — Stephen King

Save your hate for those who deserve it more. — Stephen King

Shake the hand that shook the world. — Stephen King

Dad-a-dhuck, dad-a-churtle, don't worry, girl, you've got the turtle! — Stephen King

Go then, there are other worlds than these. — Stephen King

Time belongs to the Tower. — Stephen King

It's the world's smallest violin, playing 'My Heart Pumps Purple Piss for You'. — Stephen King

Any statement beginning with the words 'In truth' is almost always a lie. — Stephen King

Are you a gunslinger, Roland? If you are, you better get ready. — Stephen King

When my first draft of a novel is done, I put it away, warts and all, to mellow. Some period of time later - six months, a year, two years, it doesn't really matter - I can come back to it with a cooler (but still loving) eye, and begin the task of revising. And although each book of the Tower series was revised as a separate entity, I never really looked at the work as a whole until I'd finished Volume Seven, The Dark Tower. When — 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

Listen to me, maggots. Listen for your lives, for that's what it could mean some day. You never see all that you see. One of the things they send you to me for is to show you what you don't see in what you see
what you don't see when you're scared, or fighting or running or fucking. No man sees al that he sees, but before you're gunslinger
those of you who don't go west, that is,
you'll see more in one single glance than some men see in a lifetime. And some of what you don't see in that glance you'll see afterwards, in the eye of your memory
if you live long enough to remember, that is. Because the difference between seeing and not seeing can be the difference between the living and dying. — Stephen King

The mad King, the bad King, the sad King. Ring-a-ding-ding, all hail the King! — Stephen King

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

Ka was a wheel; it was also a net from which none ever escaped. — Stephen King

Time and ka and trains. I'm thinking about them and many other things.
(Lady of Shadows: Dark Tower, The Drawing of the Three) — Stephen King

If ka will say so, let it be so. — Stephen King

The 'lady' looks as if she'd be happy to fuck a rope, could she make it stand up between her thighs. — Stephen King

You can rank me to the dogs and back, but I'll never lose the hard-on I use to fuck your mother. — Stephen King

In this universe there might grow roses which sing. — Stephen King

Roland of Gilead responded as he ever had and ever would when such useless, mystifying questions were raised: 'Ka. — Stephen King

Go now. Our journey is done. And may we meet again, in the clearing, at the end of the path. — Stephen King

The Tower. He would come to the Dark Tower and there he would sing their names; there he would sing their names; there he would sing all their names. The sun stained the east a dusky rose, and at last Roland, no longer the last gunslinger but one of the last three, slept and dreamed his angry dreams through which there ran only that one soothing blue thread: There I will sing all their names! — Stephen King

The gunslinger waited for the time of the drawing and dreamed his long dreams of the Dark Tower, to which he would some day come at dusk and approach, winding his horn, to do some unimaginable final battle. — Stephen King

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

Lend me your wings, bird. I'll spread them and fly on the thermals. — Stephen King

Any battle-seasoned general will tell you that, even in a small-scale engagement (as this one was), there always comes a point where coherence breaks down, and the narrative flow, and any real sense of how things are going. These matters are re-created by historians later on. The need to re-create the myth of coherence may be one of the reasons why history exists in the first place. — Stephen King

Him's name is Roland, Mama. I dream about him, sometimes. Him's a King, too. — Stephen King

You'll live in exile and die as you lived. — Stephen King

It was the Tower. The Dark Tower. It stood on the horizon of a vast plain the color of blood in the violent setting of a dying sun. He couldn't see the stairs which spiraled up and up and up within its brick shell, but he could see the windows which spiraled up along that staircase's way, and saw the ghosts of all the people he had ever known pass through them. Up and up they marched, and an arid wind brought him the sound of voices calling his name. — Stephen King

May you live long, but not in good health. — 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

If,' Roland said. 'An old teacher of mine used to call it the only word a thousand letters long. — 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

So fell Lord Perth," he said, "and the countryside did shake with that thunder. — Stephen King

Oy?" he asked. "Will you say goodbye?"
Oy looked at Roland, and for a moment the gunslinger wasn't sure he understood. Then the bumbler extended his neck and caressed the boy's cheek a last time with his tongue. "I, Ake," he said: Bye, Jake or I ache, it came to the same. — Stephen King

I loved you, Jake. — Stephen King

My friend wants to get moving and so do I,' Eddie said. 'We've got miles to go yet.'
I know that. It's on your face, son. Like a scar.'
Eddie was fascinated by the idea of duty and ka as something that left a mark, something that might look like decoration to one eye and disfigurement to another. Outside, thunder cracked and lightning flashed. — Stephen King

Hot chocolate in Central Park! What was the Dark Tower compared to that? — Stephen King

Liars see their own kind everywhere. — Stephen King

Ka is a friend to evil as well as good. It embraces both. — Stephen King

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

It's the grapefruit. By which I mean its the pink one.
-Steven Deschain
Wizard and Glass (Dark Tower #4) — 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

You haven't finished the key, but not because you are afraid to finish. You're afraid of finding you can't finish. You're afraid to go down to where the stones stand, but not because you're afraid of what may come once you enter the circle. You're afraid of what may not come. You're not afraid of the great world, Eddie, but of the small one inside yourself. — Stephen King

Some things don't rest easy, even when they're dead. Their bones cry out from the ground. — 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

As for the end of the universe ... I say let it come as it will, in ice, fire, or darkness. What did the universe ever do for me that I should mind its welfare? — Stephen King

A coward judges all he sees by what he is. — 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

What if I fall?', Tim cried.
Maerlyn laughed. 'Sooner or later, we all do. — Stephen King

This situation is not quite beyond saving, but should you carry on much further - should you give voice to such thoughts - it will be. — Stephen King

All things serve the beam — Stephen King

May you find your Tower, Roland, and breach it, and may you climb to the top! — Stephen King

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

I love my sons and I love that they are writers - I also love my daughter, who's a minister and an orchard keeper! - but I wouldn't wish the burden of Mid-World and the Dark Tower on them. I enjoy working with them, though, because we fit together. — Stephen King

What heart I have is yours. — Stephen King

Ka works and the world moves on. — 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

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

I kill with my heart, motherfucker — Stephen King

The terror ran endlessly on in his mind, making him feel like a rat trapped on an exercise wheel. And when he tried to look ahead to some better, brighter time, he could see only darkness. — Stephen King

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

The Tower trembles; the worlds shudder in their courses. The rose feels a chill, as of winter. — Stephen King

A large praying mantis was performing ablutions on the springy stem of the kid's cowlick. The gunslinger snorted laughter-the first in gods knew how long-and set the fire and went after water. — Stephen King

This is dying - I know because I've done it before. — Stephen King

But I still think that's a pretty fine age. Maybe the best age. You can rock and roll all night, but when the music dies out and the beer wears off, you're able to think. And dream big dreams. The mean Patrol Boy cuts you down to size eventually, and if you start out small, why, there's almost nothing left but the cuffs of your pants when he's done with you. — Stephen King

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

Nerves, he thought, were for people who hadn't entirely made up their minds. — Stephen King

Roland's heart seemed to twist like a rag inside his chest, and there was a moment to wonder how it could possibly go on beating in the face of this. — Stephen King

He walked out of nowhere toward nowhere, a man from another time who, it seemed, had reached a point of pointless ending. — Stephen King

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

Of course it's heavier, he thought. It's got my grief in it. I pull it along with me everywhere I go, so I do. — Stephen King

See the turtle of enormous girth, on his shell he holds the earth. If you want to run and play, come along the beam today. — Stephen King

If you have given up your heart for the Tower, Roland, you have already lost. A heartless creature is a loveless creature, and a loveless creature is a beast. To be a beast is perhaps bearable, although the man who has become one will surely pay hell's own price in the end, but if you should gain your object? What if you should, heartless, storm the Dark Tower and win it? What could you do except degenerate from beast to monster? To gain one's object as a beast would only be bitterly comic, like giving a magnifying glass to an elephant. But to gain one's object as a monster ... To pay hell is one thing. But do you want to own it? — Stephen King

The gunslinger said, "I used to think the most terrible thing would be to reach the Dark Tower and find the top room empty. The God of all universes either dead or nonexistent in the first place. But now ... suppose there is someone there, Eddie? Someone in charge who turns out to be ... " He couldn't finish.
Eddie could. "Someone who turns out to be just another bumhug? Is that it? God not dead but feeble-minded and malicious? — Stephen King

I don't like people. They fuck me up. — Stephen King

Should you go on, you will surely be disappointed, perhaps even heartbroken. I have one key left on my belt, but all it opens is that final door, the one marked. What's behind it won't improve your love-life, grow hair on your bald spot, or add five years to your natural span (not even five minutes). There is no such thing as a happy ending. I never met a single one to equal "Once upon a time."
Endings are heartless.
Ending is just another word for goodbye. — 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

Certainly she had little experience of the world (Aunt Cord reminded her of this almost daily), but She had an idea that people who set on by saying Let me be honest with you were apt to go on by telling you straight-faced that rain fell up, money grew on trees, and babies were brought by the Grand Featherex. — Stephen King

In the end, the wind takes everything, doesn't it? And why not? Why other? If the sweetness of our lives did not depart, there would be no sweetness at all. — Stephen King

How infinite was love, twining in and out of hope and memory like a braid with three strong strands, so much the Bright Tower of every human's life and soul. — Stephen King

The quickest way to learn about a new place is to know what it dreams of. — Stephen King