Quotes from Dean Koontz

He only hoped to live, and lived on guarded hope.

The drawer also contains an eighteen-inch-long Tac Light. She retrieves that as well as the pistol.

The island, purchased as the artist's retreat, in time became his sanctuary from ridicule and humiliation.

one of his slippers was found on his dock.

During the decades that Joe Smith lived here, he engaged in a construction project

The engine has been removed.

Libby, we've got to get out of here, off the island.

Once a weapon was drawn, it was more likely to be used, and not always as wisely as you might expect to use it.

Colt had never shown fear, never issued a complaint about pain, remained always the definition of stoic. This wasn't merely a scream of pain, but also of pure terror, and carried on it were words: "He's biting, he's biting!

On Evil: There's too much darkness in some people, corruption that could never be cleaned out in five lifetimes of rehabilitation. Evil is real, it walks the earth. Sometimes the devil works by persuasion. Sometimes he just sets loose these sociopaths who don't have a gene for empathy or one for compassion.

he knew human lives were free of the chains of fate except in one regard: It was the human destiny to be free.

Singularity

It was cat's blood, used in a variety of rituals. Once a week, always at a different pet store or animal pound, he bought or "adopted" a cat, brought it home, killed it, and drained it to maintain a fresh supply of blood.

She disengages the top deadbolt, then the bottom one

In the damp sand, the footprints of two men arc from the beached boat to the stairway

can protect you, but we have to move fast.

From time to time he heard himself whimpering in grief. Love was the best thing when you had it, and the most terrible thing when it was taken from you.

all-seeing and all-knowing. Evil and stupidity often go together, however, and arrogance is the offspring of their marriage

Where love rules, there is no will to power; and where power predominates, love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other. —Carl Gustav Jung PART 1 RUSTLING WILLOWS Incredible coincidences without apparent cause are called synchronicities.

Yeah, life is complicated, but if it wasn't complicated, it would be a roller coaster on a flat track. Wouldn't be a ride worth taking. And, yeah, we never fully know ourselves, but that means we're mysterious enough to interest one another. And if we fully knew ourselves in this world, what reason would we have to still be here?

The free kitchen, after-school programs, keeping porn out of libraries—all that needs done, but it's dealing with the aftermath, not with the causes. I'm in the mood to deal with a cause.

said, "You're the best boy, sweetie

On Books: Around her, thousands of times and places, people and worlds, from Mars to Egypt to Yoknapatawpha County, were closed up in the bindings of books like the shine trapped under the tarnished veneer of a brass lamp. She could almost feel them waiting to dazzle with the first turn of a page, come alive with brilliant colors and pungent odors and delicious aromas, with laughter and sobbing and cries and whispers. Books were packaged dreams.

Nevertheless, I quickly pulled my feet onto the seat and would have gathered my petticoats tightly around me if I had been wearing any. After