《它》摘抄 8
There aren't any such things as good friends or bad friends——maybe there are just friends, people who stand by you when you're hurt and who help you feel not so lonely. Maybe they're always worth being scared for, and hoping for, and living for. Maybe worth dying for, too, if that's what has to be. No good friends. No bad friends. Only people you want, need to be with; people who build their houses in your heart. (Pg 1043)
"Maybe even because I thought that if I killed whatever k-killed George, my puh-parents would have to luh-luh-luh——"
"Love you again?" Beverly asks gently. (Pg 1092)
For that one moment he did not feel like plain fat old Ben Hanscom, who wore sweatshirts to disguise his gut and his tits; he felt like Thor, working thunder and lightening at the smithy of the gods. (Pg 1100)
——Stephen King
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