Ka works and the world moves on.

Jasmine, rose, honeysuckle. Dry hay with its ghost of summer clover. Oil decanted from ancient urns. A riot for flesh.

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

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

I drink Nozz-a-La!

It starts here. From its field of roses, the Dark Tower cries out in its beast’s voice. Time is a face on the water.

The lessons which are remembered the longest, Roland knew, are always the ones that are self-taught.

'Sit down, my dear. I think I have found a way to get you out of this country.'
'And back to Kansas?' she asked eagerly.
'Well, I’m not sure about Kansas,' said Oz, 'for I haven’t the faintest notion which way it lies...'

Commala-come-call
We hail the one who made us all,
Who made the men and made the maids,
Who made the great and small.

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

Commala-loaf-leaven!
They go to hell or up to heaven!
The the guns are shot and the fires hot,
You got to poke em in the oven.

It seems to me that none of this stuff is mine, that I’m nothing but Roland of Gilead’s fucking secretary. I know that’s stupid, but a part of me sort of believes it.

Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better

Commala-come-key
Can you tell me what ya see?
Is it ghosts or just the mirror
That makes ya wanna flee?

As for me, I was delighted to discover my old friends had a little more to say. It was a great gift to find them again, years after I thought their stories were told.

Commala-come-ken
It’s the other one again.
You may know her name and face
But that don’t make her your friend.

Commala-come-fo’!
I can lay ya low!
The things I’ve do to such as you
You never wanna know.

Roland felt an unaccustomed sorrow rise up from his heart. Time was a face on the water, and like the great river before them, it did nothing but flow.

The two most beautiful words in any language are: I forgive.

No reason to get excited
The thief, he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke

If a prostate check is an exam, that was a motherfucking safari.

A regular junkie for her news was Miz Holmes.

A regular junkie for her news was Miz Holmes.

The stars were as indifferent to this as they were to wars, crucifixions, resurrections. This also would have pleased him.

Hey Jude, don't be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better

The sound of the door snicking firmly shut between him and all the rest of the round world filled him with tremendous relief.

Eddie was pretty sure the guy meant that if they didn’t shuck and jive at damn near the speed of light, their gooses were going to be cooked.

And someone saved my life tonight sugar bear
You almost had your hooks in me didn't you dear
You nearly had me roped and tied
Altar-bound, hypnotized
Sweet freedom whispered in my ear
You're a butterfly
And butterflies are free to fly
Fly away, high away bye bye

'I'm not laughing at you guys,' King said. 'It's actually against my religion to laugh at men who are toting guns.'

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