Frasi di Dean Koontz

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“L'intuizione è vedere con l'anima.”

“But victimhood was seductive, a release from responsibility and caring. Fear would be transmuted into weary resignation; failure would no longer generate guilt but, instead, would spawn a comforting self-pity.”

“Sorrow is not a raven perched persistently above a chamber door. Sorrow is a thing with teeth, and while in time it retreats, it comes back at the whisper of it's name.”

“It was one of those rare times when remembering the dead was more inmportant than tending to the needs of the living.”

“I'm no more a wonder than anyone. And that's what makes the world magical. Every baby's a seed of wonder - that gets watered or it doesn't.”

“Evil men often easy to mislead, because they have spent so long deceiving that they no longer recognise the truth and mistake deseption for it.”

“The world is full of broken people. Splints, casts, miracle drugs, and time can't mend fractured hearts, wounded hearts, wounded minds, torn spirits.”

“Some lives, conducted with grace, are beautiful arcs bridging this world to eternity.”

“I've since discovered that many human beings need no supernatural mentoring to commit acts of savagery; some people are devils in their own right, their telltale horns having grown inward to facilitate their disguise.”

“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.”

“What sucks the worst is… this world was a gift to us, and we broke it, and part of the deal is that if we want things right, we have to fix it ourselves. But we can't. We try, but we can't.”

“here in the summer desert, winter found my blood”

“A scar is not always a flaw. Sometimes a scar may be redemption inscribed in the flesh, a memorial to something endured, to something lost.”

“Listen, child—if you’re at a party with a hundred people and one of them is the devil, he’ll be the last one you’d suspect.”

“The primitive in each of us climbs closer to the surface during the night, for the moon sings to it, and the cold void between the stars speaks its language. To that savage self, evil can look lovely in too little light.”

“Y'all take care of yourself now… strange and interesting friends are hard to find.”

“The brain acknowledged the approach of death while the heart stubbornly insisted upon immortality.”

“Perseverance is impossible if we don't permit ourselves to hope.”

“In this age, lies were the universal lubricant of the culture. A love of Truth and commitment to it were seldom rewarded and were often punished.”

“What has been is no more. Change has come.”

“Writing isn't a source of pain. It's psychic chemotherapy. It reduces your psychological tumors and relieves your pain.”

“Southerners have many fine qualities, charm and civility among them, and a sense of the tragic….”

“Not an insult sweetie. That was a thirteen word kiss.”

“If you write with passion in your own style, you will make a place for yourself”

“Words are the wellspring of the world, and language is the most powerful weapon in the ancient and still unfolding war between truth and lies.”

“Your past is my Future.”

“Live you can evade; death you cannot.”

“Virtue is imaginative, evil repetitive.”

“Recognizing the structure of your psychology doesn't mean that you can easily rebuild it.”

“Evidently, Ted had walked down the block from his own house and entered with the intention of fixing something. Now Ted was broken, too, and beyond repair.”