Politics was an illusion of service that cloaked the corruption of power.
Dean KoontzNowhere can a secret keep
Always secret, dark and deep,
Half so well as in the past,
Buried deep to last, to last.
Keep it in your own dark heart.
Otherwise the rumors start.
After many years have buried
Secrets over which you worried,
No confidant can then betray
All the words you didn't say.
Only you can then exhume
Secrets safe within the tomb
Of memory, of memory,
Within the tomb of memory.
-The Book of Counted Sorrows
...I am such a nonentity by the standards of our culture that People magazine not only will never feature a piece about me but might also reject my attempts to subscribe to their publication on the grounds that the black-hole gravity of my noncelebrity is powerful enough to suck their entire enterprise into oblivion.
Dean KoontzMy supernatural gift might reside not in my mind instead in my heart. The heart is an artist that paints over what profoundly disturbs it, leaving on the canvass a less dark, less sharp version of the truth.
Dean KoontzDaily I walk a high wire, always in danger of losing my balance. The essence of my life is supernatural, which I must respect if I am to make the best use of my gift. Yet I live in the rational world and am subject to its laws. The temptation is to be guided entirely by impulses of an otherworldly origin-but in this world a long fall will always end in a hard impact.
Dean KoontzIn our age, self-indulgence and self-destruction, rather than self-sacrifice, are the foundations for new heroic myths.
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The joys of life can be found anywhere. Far places only offer exotic ways to suffer.
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