Book: Pet cemetery. Page 1

It is one thing to study the statistics of leukemia in children and quite another - to know that leukemia suffers your own child. It's hard to believe. My child? Even the cat is my child? Doctor, you're joking.

... In those days death was not studied in College. She was just coming to your house and sit down to dine with you, and you could feel it pounding you in the ass.

Both men and women as lilies in the valley: today they are blooming, and tomorrow is cast into the oven; the time the human comes and goes.

Keep him alive, Ellie, if that's what you want, thought Louis and kissed his daughter. - A retreat - not a healthy phenomenon, but, by God, I did it because I know the day will come, maybe even this Friday, when you leave the photo on the bed in this empty room, and run to walk in the field or to Kathy McGowan, playing with her sue. Then Gadge will not stay with you, then he will disappear, that is the way out for little girls. Then the death of Gaga just turn into what happened in 1984 - the misfortune of the far-distant past.

The book said to forget, it is best to go somewhere else, and not to return to your house until the mount will not turn into a memory.

What you "bought" yours and sooner or later it will come back to you.

First of all, when you do something, you need to ask your heart.

They say the human mind can withstand the horror only to a certain limit, and it's not true. On the contrary, the more helpless the human brain before the pain, the darkness becomes thicker, the deeper you plunge into the abyss of absolute terror, where one evil paradody more - more, more contemptible evil, yet full of darkness and emptiness will consume you. The scary question is how much terror can one man take, to still be in sound mind and clear ideas. After all, these events are always full of strange absurdity of Rube Goldberg*. And at some point the growing horror suddenly becomes very funny - so the psyche is trying to protect its integrity by escaping into madness. And over all reigns unbridled, crazy sense of humor.

Parents loved children who were born blind, and conjoined twins, and children without hands and feet. Parents love and forgive children who become rapists and murderers and torturing the innocent.

You can hear the voices, but it was only birds flying South.

I wonder how many people around us with horrible secrets hidden in their heart?

I don't want the Church dead! He's my cat! He is not a cat God! Let God be your cat! Let God's going to have all the damn old cats, if he wants him to kill them! Church is mine!

There is probably no limits to the horror that a person can experience.

Men have hearts of stone. But man grows what he can... And reaping the benefits.