145 Quotes by Robert R. McCammon

My father could throw up a fistful of dice to make a decision, but my mother had an agony for every hour. I guess they balanced, as two people who love each other should.

It’s funny, sometimes, when you look at the people who brought you into this world and you see yourself so clearly in them.

We come from darkness, and to darkness we must return.

That’s where they make the books by the hundreds of thousands, and each one is a child different and special and some walk tall and some are crippled, but they all go out into the world from there.

It was certainly a miracle that they were still alive, and a corpse that could sit up and speak was not something you saw every day.

But who ever said everybody gets a happy ending?

Who on this earth can know where they’re going, unless they have a map of where they’ve been?

It was hell’s season, and the air smelled of burning children.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t fight when he had to, it was just that he knew when to fight and when not to fight.