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Dean Koontz Quotes - Page 5

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Every book has some real life in it. I was never pursued by an evil twin clone, but everything else in MR. MURDER was pretty much out of my own life.

Every book has some real life in it. I was never pursued by an evil twin clone, but everything else in MR. MURDER was pretty much out of my own life.

Real, Book, Evil

Readers will stay with an author, no matter what the variations in style and genre, as long as they get that sense of story, of character, of empathetic involvement.

Character, Long, Empathy

In spite of where we were, how we had gotten here and why we had come, I felt that at this moment of our lives, this place was exactly where we belonged. We were not drifting but rising, rising toward something right and of significance.

Rising, Moments, Drifting

We are not strangers to ourselves, we only try to be.

Trying, Stranger

Dean Koontz (2016). “The Complete Odd Thomas 8-Book Bundle: Odd Thomas, Forever Odd, Brother Odd, Odd Hours, Odd Apocalypse, Odd Interlude, Deeply Odd, Saint Odd”, p.272, Bantam

The snow did not even whisper its way to earth, but seemed to salt the night with silence.

Night, Snow, Silence

Dean Koontz (2007). “Brother Odd: An Odd Thomas Novel”, p.57, Bantam

There's no use wasting are energy being afraid of the devils, demons and things that go bump in the night... Because ultimately we'll never encounter anything more terrifying than the monster among us. Hell is where we make it.

Fear, Night, Devil

Never leave a friend behind. Friends are all we have to get us through this life--and they are the only things from this world that we could hope to see in the next.

Friendship, Real Friends, World

Dean Koontz (2007). “Fear Nothing: A Novel”, p.234, Bantam

It's only life. We all get through it.

Dean Koontz (2007). “Dark Rivers of the Heart: A Novel”, p.12, Bantam

The functions of intellect are insufficient without courage, love, friendship, compassion and empathy.

Compassion, Empathy, Friendship Love

All human lives are so profoundly and intricately entwined-those dead, those living, those generations yet to come-that the fate of all is the fate of each, and the hope of humanity rests in every heart and in every pair of hands.

Heart, Fate, Hands

Dean Koontz (2007). “From the Corner of His Eye: A Novel”, p.561, Bantam

Thanks to the circus between my ears, I can seize upon the smallest disquieting observation and from it extrapolate a terror of cataclysmic proportions.

Anxiety, Ears, Circus

Dean Koontz (2012). “Seize the Night”, p.104, Hachette UK

He said, if you allow yourself to be enchanted by the beauty to be seen in even ordinary things, then all things proved to be extraordinary.

Ordinary, Enchanted, Said

Each reader needs to bring his or her own mind and heart to the text.

Heart, Mind, Needs

None of us can ever save himself; we are the instruments of one another’s salvation, and only by the hope that we give to others do we lift ourselves out of the darkness into light.

Light, Giving, Darkness

Dean Koontz (2007). “One Door Away from Heaven: A Novel”, p.680, Bantam

She was fascinated with words. To her, words were things of beauty, each like a magical powder or potion that could be combined with other words to create powerful spells.

Powerful, Powder, Spells

Dean Koontz (2003). “Lightning”, p.58, Penguin

Only the human spirit can act with volition and consciously change itself; it is the only thing in all creation that is not entirely at the mercy of forces outside itself.

Spirit, Mercy, Creation

Dean Koontz (2007). “Sole Survivor: A Novel”, p.402, Bantam

We are not born to wait. We are born to do.

Waiting, Born

Few human beings give of themselves to another as a dog gives of itself.

Dog, Loss, Giving

Lies hurt people; imagination makes life more fun.

Hurt, Fun, Lying

Even as a child, she had preferred night to day, had enjoyed sitting out in the yard after sunset, under the star-speckled sky listening to frogs and crickets. Darkness soothed. It softened the sharp edges of the world, toned down the too-harsh colors. With the coming of twilight, the sky seemed to recede; the universe expanded. The night was bigger than the day, and in its realm, life seemed to have more possibilities.

Stars, Children, Twilight

Dean Koontz (2004). “Midnight”, p.15, Penguin

Fear is a poison produced by the mind, and courage is the antidote stored always ready in the soul

Soul, Mind, Poison

Dean Koontz (2007). “One Door Away from Heaven: A Novel”, p.134, Bantam

Every eye sees its own special vision; every ear hears a most different song. In each man's troubled heart, an incision would reveal a unique, shameful wrong.

Love, Song, Heart

Dean Koontz (2004). “The Bad Place”, p.11, Penguin

Life is a train ride, and at the many stations along the route, people important to us debark, never to get aboard again, until by the end of the journey, we sit in a passenger car where most of the seats are empty.

Journey, People, Car

Dean Koontz (2007). “False Memory”, p.240, Bantam

My life has a mysterious purpose that I don't understand, and day by day, conflict by conflict, I learn by going where I have to go.

Purpose, Mysterious, Conflict

Dean Koontz (2016). “The Complete Odd Thomas 8-Book Bundle: Odd Thomas, Forever Odd, Brother Odd, Odd Hours, Odd Apocalypse, Odd Interlude, Deeply Odd, Saint Odd”, p.1434, Bantam

When a liar became too skilled at deception, he could lose the ability to discern truth, and could himself be more easily deceived.

Liars, Lying, Deception

Dean Koontz (2007). “Velocity: A Novel”, p.252, Bantam

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