For a moment he felt a wild hope: perhaps this really was a nightmare. Perhaps he would awake in his own bed, bathed in sweat, shaking, maybe even crying . . . but alive. Safe. Then he pushed the thought away. Its charm was deadly, its comfort fatal.

Eddie discovered one of his childhood's great truths. Grownups are the real monsters, he thought.

You say true, I say thankya.

Eddie runs quite fast he runs quite fast when you're not here runs quite fast when there's nobody around to remind him of how delicate he is and I see in his face Mrs. Kaspbrak that he knows even now at the age of nine he knows that the biggest favor in the world he could do himself would be to run fast in any direction you're not going let him go Mrs. Kaspbrak let him RUN

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

Go on in, Eddie," Jack said as he passed. "After all, there are other worlds than these and that fucking train rolls through all of them.

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

I metaphor for sex, but she slapped my face and walked away when I asked.