Your hair is winter fire,
January embers.
My heart burns there, too.
-Stephen King, IT

They float, they all float... and when you're down here with me, fat boy, you'll float too.

Want a balloon?

There was a lot they didn’t tell you about death, she had discovered, and one of the biggies was how long it took the ones you loved most to die in your heart.

Mrs. Cole was a perfect democrat. She hated all kids equally.

stop now before i kill you
a word to the wise from your friend
PENNYWISE