Gunslinger Quotes

Gunslinger Quote of the day

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.

There will be water if God wills it.

Once again there was the desert, and that only.

Death, but not for you, gunslinger. Never for you. You darkle. You tinct. May I be brutally frank? You go on.

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.

If Charlie Parker were a Gunslinger, There'd be a Whole Lot of Dead Copycats

And in the gunslinger's mind, those words echoed: You dare not.

the man in black travels with your soul in his pocket.

Was there ever a trap to match the trap of love?

I suppose ultimately I'm interested in music. I'm a musician. I'm not a gunslinger. That's the difference between what I do and what a lot of guitar heroes do.

As you know, transforming such a big book [The Gunslinger Born] into graphic novel format is really a process of translation.

They were close to the end of the beginning . . .

What a paragon of virtue you are, gunslinger!" the man in black laughed.

They had discovered one could grow as hungry for light as for food.

My job on The Gunslinger Born was to take Stephen King's novel and transform it into a detailed, seven issue, scene-by-scene story.

Originally, I broke the story [The Gunslinger Born] into eight comic books, but when the editors at Marvel thought we should make it more compact, I managed to cut back to seven.

In order to capture Mid-World for new readers, I had to streamline the original tale [ The Gunslinger Born], but I also had to incorporate scenes from earlier Dark Tower novels.

The marriage between the fantasy and the Westerns is that thing of, if people think you're the best gunslinger around, they're going to come looking for you.

TV is all about speed. TV is fast and furious. It's gunslinger territory.

One must give up the fantasy of a perspicacious gunslinger/investor outwitting the market.

Misery suffered did not justify misery to come.

Allie sighed. It was an old yellow sound, like turning pages.

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.

The trap had a ghastly perfection

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.

...and still the hands did their trick, like over-eager dogs that want to do their rolling—over trick for you not once or twice but all night.

A few of the gunslingers dance, but only a few. And they were the young ones. The other ones only sat, and it seemed to me they were half embarrassed in all that light, that civilized light.

Lend me your wings, bird. I'll spread them and fly on the thermals.

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

Few if any seemed to have grasped the Principle of Reality

I think we may have reached the point where guns need to be confiscated from police officers.

She wanted to savor him slowly like a lemon cream pie on a lazy summer day. One bite at a time.

I denied Discordia and regret nothing