“The water was glassy and calm, still candy-colored in the afterglow of sunset.”

“Because you may not love the candy-man, but you do love the candy.”

“She felt like someone who drowns remembering what it was like to still be on the boat, so calm and at ease, so carelessly safe”

“The color white is the absence of memory.”

“The boat dipped and swayed and sometimes took on water, but it did not sink; the two brothers had waterproofed it well. I do not know where it finally fetched up, if it ever did; perhaps it reached the sea and sails there forever, like a magic boat in a fairytale. All I know is that it was still afloat and still running on the breast of the flood when it passed te incorporated town limits of Derry, Maine, and there it passes out of this tale forever.”

“There will be water if God wills it.”

“Writing is magic, as much the water of life as any other creative art. The water is free. So drink. Drink and be filled up.”