False Memory Quotes

“Petting, scratching, and cuddling a dog could be as soothing to the mind and heart as deep meditation and almost as good for the soul as prayer.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“Funny, how one good cookie could calm the mind and even elevate a troubled soul.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“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.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“Language can't describe reality. Literature has no stable reference, no real meaning. Each reader's interpretation is equally valid, more important than the author's intention. In fact, nothing in life has meaning. Reality is subjective. Values and truths are subjective. Life itself is a kind of illusion. Blah, blah, blah, let's have another scotch.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“The rain wasn't the usual glittering silver, but dark and dirty, as if nature were a scrubwoman wringing out a filthy mop.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“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.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“The retriever took each bit of meat from his master's hand with a delicacy almost equal to that of a hummingbird sipping sugar water from a garden feeder, and when it was all gone, he gazed up at Dusty with an adoration that could not have been much less than the love with which the angels regard God.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“Man, I like you. I wish you could like me.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“Grapes are juicy. Strawberries. Oranges. Good pork chops are succulent," said Dusty. "But the word isn't accurately descriptive of a person."
Smiling with delight, Ahriman said, "Oh, really, not accurately descriptive? Be careful housepainter. Your genes are showing. What if I were a cannibal?”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“In the wind, the trees, like agitated lions preparing to roar, shook their great green manes.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“How obvious can it be? ... The purpose of makeup is to defy the degradations of time, and time is just a synonym for death.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“Sometimes he found it frustrating to be a sadist in an age when self-mutilation was all the rage”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“There's more to me than you see, another me down inside somewhere, full of hate, ready to hurt, cut, smash, or if maybe there's no Other and there's just me alone, then I'm not the person I thought I was, I'm something twisted and terrible, terrible.”
― dean koontz, False Memory

“Martie came out of the office first, smiling prettily, and Dusty rose to greet her, smiling less prettily, and Dr. Ahriman entered the waiting room behind her, smiling paternally, and maybe Dusty smiled a little more prettily when he saw the psychiatrist, because the man virtually radiated competence and compassion and confidence and all sorts of good stuff. ”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“Paper clip. Ping. Disaster. Colonel Bowie is down. Colonel Bowie is down! The Mexican Army is now leaderless. Capone gloats.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“Where does fiction end and reality begin?”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“My rich Diana. Fly me to the moon with you. Dance among the stars.
Treacle. Romantic hogwash. Derivative. Unworthy.
My rich Diana. I hate you, hate you, hate you. Hate you, hate.
"Do it," he said.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“Most people regarded Psychology as a science. Some called it a soft science, but those making such a distinction grew fewer by the year.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“Regardless of what our Creator intended us to be, what we have become is what we are.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“Life would be easy if common sense ruled; but sometimes the easy way doesn't feel like the right way.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“Terror and pleasure are linked in us. We are a baldly miswired species, Martie. Terror delights us, both the experience of terror and the dealing out of it to others. We are healthier if we admit to this miswiring and do not struggle to be better than our natures allow.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“She turned more heads than a coven of chiropractors.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“At his passing, there was not even an eddy in the snow, neither the briefest glimpse of the occluded moon nor the faintest stirring through the trees. In this regard, her death, when sooner or later it came, would be like his: the world indifferent, turning smoothly onward toward the fascination of another dawn.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“Although enlightened people know that an extreme phobia wasn't a form of madness, hey could not help but regard it as odd.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“Action. Action, shaped by intelligence and a moral perspective, is the answer to most problems.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“But I’m getting ahead of myself. I tend to do that. Any life isn’t just one story; it’s thousands of them. So when I try to tell one of my own, I sometimes go down an alleyway when I should take the main street, or if the story is fourteen blocks long, I sometimes start on block four and have to backtrack to make sense.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“if you were always guided by courage, honor, self-respect, honesty, and compassion, and if you kept your mind and your heart open to the lessons that this world teaches you, then you would eventually understand the meaning of your existence, perhaps even in this world, but certainly in the next. Such a philosophy virtually guaranteed a brighter life, less shadowed by fear than the lives of those who were convinced of meaninglessness.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“I’m a bad case of arrested development, stuck in early adolescence, more screwed-up-twisted-up-tangled-up than a couple earthworms makin’ babies.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“Hope lies in action”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory

“Life offers infinite possible roads. Sometimes your head chooses the route, sometimes your heart. And sometimes, for better or worse, neither head nor heart can resist the stubborn pull of fate.”
― Dean Koontz, False Memory