Stephen King

Rita Hayworth And Shawshank Redemption

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A man convicted of murder lives in a prison brutally ruled by a sadistic warden and secretly run by a con who knows all the ropes and pulls all the strings.
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  • Elyashared an impression8 years ago
    🚀Unputdownable

    Very inspiring

  • Aikerim Kaziyevashared an impression4 years ago
    🚀Unputdownable

  • Nurlan Süleymanovshared an impression6 years ago
    👍Worth reading
    🔮Hidden Depths
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Quotes

  • Ирина Ковалёваhas quoted9 years ago
    I don’t get all those things gratis, and for some items the
    price comes high. But I don’t do it just for the money; what good is money to
    me? I’m never going to own a Cadillac car or fly off to Jamaica for two weeks in
    2
    February. I do it for the same reason that a good butcher will only sell you fresh
    meat: I got a reputation and I want to keep it. The only two things I refuse to
    handle are guns and heavy drugs. I won’t help anyone kill himself or anyone
    else. I have enough killing on my mind to last me a lifetime.
  • b5996921694has quoted2 years ago
    If enough people want you to remember something, that can be a pretty powerful persuader."
  • Ruby Yakhfa Aditya Narayanhas quoted4 years ago
    I also hadn’t planned on getting caught, but caught I was. I got a season’s pass into this place. Maine has no death penalty, but the district attorney saw to it that I was tried for all three deaths and given three life sentences, to run one after the other. That fixed up any chance of parole I might have, for a long, long time. The judge called what I had done ‘a hideous, heinous crime’, and it was, but it is also in the past now. You can look it up in the yellowing files of the Castle Rock Call, where the big headlines announcing my conviction look sort of funny and antique next to the news of Hitler and Mussolini and FDR’s alphabet soup agencies.

    Have I rehabilitated myself, you ask? I don’t know what that word means, at least as far as prisons and corrections go. I think it’s a politician’s word. It may have some other meaning, and it may be that I will have a chance to find out, but that is the future … something cons teach themselves not to think about. I was young, good-looking, and from the poor side of town. I knocked up a pretty, sulky, headstrong girl who lived in one of the fine old houses on Carbine Street. Her father was agreeable to the marriage if I would take a job in the optical company he owned and ‘work my way up’. I found out that what he really had in mind was keeping me in his house and under his thumb, like a disagreeable pet that has not

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