Faced with the challenge of an endless universe, Man will be forced to mature further, just as the Neanderthal-faced with an entire planet-had no choice but to grow away from the tradition of savagery.
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Born: July 9
Science Fiction Writer
Dean Ray Koontz
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Where there is cake, there is hope. And there is always cake.
Recognizing the structure of your psychology doesn't mean that you can easily rebuild it.
What really holds their marriage together are mutual respect of an awesome depth, a shared sense of humor, faith that they were brought together by a force greater than themselves, and a love so unwavering and pure that it is sacred.
Never, never try to scope the market.
I'm alive but I have no life. I'm alive but also dead. I'm dead and alive.
As much as I've produced it looks to people like I must have written quickly, but it isn't that - because I put in in a sixty- or seventy-hour week.
I see dead people. But, then by God, I do something about it!
If wishes were filet mignon, we'd always eat well at dinner
We're out of cocktail olives, it's a tragedy of historic proportions, but we're coping because we're Americans.
On the Road that I have taken, one day walking I awaken, amazed to see where I've come, where I'm going, where I'm from.
Death came, Death went, but Commerce flowed Eternal.
I always thought happiness was a choice and I always chose things that made me happy, and books were one of those.
I admit to having an imagination feverish enough to melt good judgment.
When it came to formal classes, I was a slacker. But I've always been a diligent autodidact and can teach myself virtually any subject if I have a serious interest in it.
Although I've said a million times that I'm not a horror writer, I do like horror.
Behind every closed door might wait a thief of minds and a collector of souls.
...I felt fear enter the halls of my mind, but I didn't give it the keys to every room.
... one of those librarians who rules the stacks with an intimidating scowl, whispers quiet sharply enough to lacerate the tender inner tissues of the ear, and will pursue an overdue-book fine with the ferocity of a rabid ferret.
In this world only the paranoid survive.
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.