Panic Is Highly Contagious, Especially

When A Man Has Died, He Wants You To Know About It.

The Overlook Was Still Not Done With Him. Written On The Mirror, Not In Lipstick But In Blood, Was A Single Word: Redrum

Kill If You Will, But Command Me Nothing!

On The Day Of My Judgment, When I Stand Before God, And He Asks Me Why Did I Kill One Of His True Miracles, What Am I Gonna Say? That It Was My Job? My Job?

I Did Spend Years As An Addict, So I Know That World, Although I Wish I Didn't.