If it's ka it'll come like a wind, and your plans will stand before it no more than a barn before a cyclone

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

Once again there was the desert, and that only.

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.

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

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.

The trap had a ghastly perfection

During the morning chores, you look forward with love, during the evening ones, you look back with nostalgia."-Roland of Gilead, Wolves of the Calla, Chapter 6, Part One, Verse One

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.