“At the end of her life she was aware of heat but not pain. She had time to consider his eyes, eyes of that blue which is the color of the sky at first light of the morning. She had time to think of him on the Drop, riding Rusher flat out with his black hair flying back from his temples and his neckerchief rippling; to see him laughing with an ease and freedom he would never find again in the long life which stretched out for him beyond hers, and it was his laughter she took with her as she went out, fleeing the light and heat in to the silkly, consoling dark, calling to him over and over as she went, calling bird and bear and hare and fish.” Steven King definitely made the point, by starting with his simple assumption.
Telling a unique story is possible only when you have the right characters to play with.
People I am surrounded by, always bring a veil of DISTORTION and corrosive infatuation to the PUBLIC.So that, inevitably the Audience remain captured by their Disoriented way of behaving which contemplate a possible controversial attitude, proper of their psychological abomination.
The struggle of the mankind,surviving in difficult situation to earn money and getting on the ladder, is the most terrific alienating condition We do need to compare ourselves with.
“But, I know enough people in that court, through the years, to know one thing: There’s always somebody who surprises you, who rises above what they thought they appointed him for, and stays with the separation of powers, and with the right of the law to decide.” A sort of Antihero.
ARTHUR HERTZBERG, theologian
The City could offer so much opportunities as well as cutting off the edges with the rest of the world and possibility as well, if it’s not used with its energy and dynamism, the giant in the jungle always have to be aware of protecting himself from apathy.