Most adults assume that the feelings of adolescence don't count, somehow, and that those searing passions of rage and hate and embarrassment and horror and hopeless, abject love are something your grow out of, something hormonal, a practice run for the Real Thing. It wasn't. At 13 *everything* counts; there are sharp edges on everything, and all of them cut.

And although God is always close, if you don't pray, you will never manage to feel His presence.

But if God made the world, then God made the drink. And that is also His will.” Ka, Roland thought.

Written By Stephen King

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