We each owe a death, there are no exceptions, I know that, but sometimes, oh God, the Green Mile is so long. (closing line)

'He kill them with they love', John said. 'They love for each other. You see how it was?' I nodded, incapable of speech. He smiled. The tears were flowing agai…

This is a short book because most books about writing are filled with bullshit. Fiction writers, present company included, don't understand very much about wha…

'I'm rightly tired of the pain I hear and feel, boss. I'm tired of bein on the road, lonely as a robin in the rain. Not never havin no buddy to go on with or t…

The best of men cannot suspend their fate: The good die early, and the bad die late.

These purblind Doomsters had as readily strown Blisses about my pilgrimage as pain.

My troubles are many They're deep as a well I swear there ain't no Heaven And I pray there ain't no hell But I'll never know by living only my dying will tell.…