The Dark Tower Bot

We spread the time as we can, but in the end the world takes it all back.

I'm sorry! I didn't know it was an elephant; I thought it was part of the furniture!

'TOUGH TITTY, SAID THE KITTY.'

A person’s never too old for stories. Man and boy, girl and woman, we live for them.

My heart was full of hate and love and regret-all those things that have haunted me ever since.

Commala-come-one!
She took it on the run!
Left her baby lonely
But he baby ain’t done.

I denied Discordia and regret nothing; I have spat into the bodiless eyes of the Crimson King and rejoice; I threw my lot with the gunslinger and the White and never once questioned the choice.

My God, he thought, still falling, he CAN’T be that fast, no one can be that fast, I’m not bad but Susannah makes me look slow and he makes Susannah look like a turtle trying to walk uphill on a piece of glass—

He was a romantic, he knew it, and he guarded the knowledge jealously. It was a secret he had shared with only a few over the years.

'FIDDLE-DE-DEE, SAID SCARLETT, WE’LL TALK ABOUT THE BEAM TOMORROW, FOR TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY!'

He realized he was screaming. He had been screaming all along.

The stories we hear in childhood are the ones we remember all our lives.

He who speaks without an attentive ear is mute.

Don't ask me silly questions
I won't play silly games
I'm just a simple choo choo train
And I'll always be the same.

There must be some kind of way outta here
Said the joker to the thief
There's too much confusion
I can't get no relief

I think telling stories is like pushing something. Pushing against uncreation itself, maybe.

Look not long at what’s offered, for every precious thing has wings and may fly away.

I come in the name of Susan Delgado, she of Mejis!

It was khef, ka, and ka-tet.

'You know,' King said, 'I'm not much good at telling stories. That sounds like a paradox, but it's not; it's the reason I write them down.'

Horror’s a worm that needs to be coughed out before it breeds.

I come in the name of Aunt Talidia, she of River Crossing, and will lay her cross here, as I was bid!

Commala-come-ko
Whatcha doin at my do’?
If ya doan tell me now, my friend
I’ll lay ya on de flo’.

He had great faith in Oy. Or maybe it was love. Or maybe those things were the same.

Beyond the reach of human range
A drop of hell, a touch of strange . . .

'TOUGH TITTY, SAID THE KITTY.'

The prosaic fact of the universe's existence alone defeats both the pragmatist and the romantic.

Commala-gin-jive
Ain’t it grand to be alive?
To look out on Discordia
When the Demon Moon arrives.

'You know,' King said, 'I'm not much good at telling stories. That sounds like a paradox, but it's not; it's the reason I write them down.'

Commala-come-ko
Whatcha doin at my do’?
If ya doan tell me now, my friend
I’ll lay ya on de flo’.