Quotes from Dean Koontz

He said, "Busy is happy," and I suspected that his mother had counseled him about the satisfaction and the peace that come from giving to the world whatever you are capable of contributing.

She brought the brandy bottle and a glass to the table. She had read books in which characters had sat down with a fifth of booze and a heavy load of despair, determined to use the former to wash away the latter. Sometimes it worked for them, so maybe it would work for her. If brandy could improve her state of mind even marginally, she was prepared to drink the whole damn bottle.

Consumed or purified by fire.

Quinn Quicksilver

All that was considered evil on this side of the glass might be judged good on the other side. Truth here might be lies there, and the future might precede the past.

Some will accuse me of being judgmental. Thank you. And proud of it. You wreck a kid's life, I have no pity for you.

power past the Hummer and regain the roadway, we were forced counterclockwise. When

Such a commune of flesh and

where you're scanned for

Money's neither dirty nor noble. It's a neutral substance, an inevitable part of civilization.

That was when you discovered she'd recently begun using PCP—what's sometimes called 'angel dust' on the street.

Whatever is happening, it is none of Katie's concern.

mind, human and inhuman, in a rapture of blood lust and violence, will be an existence more horrific

She could remain an optimist because she understood that the world was made exclusively for the innocent. Rooms to house the wicked weren't included in the original architecture. Eventually, the world would be remodeled to restore it to its original purpose.

In truth, there were no tracks of destiny through the chaos of life, only paths forged by decisions. She had dreamed of riding a fast train to stardom, but the rails and ties of those tracks had never been carefully laid.

On that Friday, his granddaughter, Sharona, was staffing the front room

Miles Bennell?" "He's the guru techie in Arkansas who sells these things.

Ross Morrant, the bodyguard, was sprawled in a mess of blood, mayonnaise, mustard, and salami.

She was only twenty-two, and although she had not been gently used, it would be quite a few years before men stopped buying jewelry for her.

Tension, apprehension, and dissension

So many people spend their lives in jobs they hate, and that's worse.

Cornell knew that most people thought he was strange, even creepy. He'd been diagnosed with Asperger's disorder and various forms of autism. Maybe all those diagnoses were correct or maybe none were. His IQ was very high, and he'd made a lot of money while sitting alone in a room, developing apps that had proved enormously popular. When he was rich, no less than when he'd been poor, people thought he was strange, even creepy.

She has no family in the outside world. They are all dead.

His wealth and connections open a door