That is, Jack thought, the way of life. The horror changes us, because we can never forget. Cursed with memory. It starts when we're old enough to know what death is and realize that sooner or later we'll lose everyone we love. We're never the same. But somehow we're all right. We go on.
Dean KoontzLife 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 KoontzThe heart is an artist that paints over what profoundly disturbs it, leaving on the canvas a less dark, less sharp version of the truth.
Dean KoontzFate isnโt one straight roadโฆthere are forks in it, many different routes to different ends. We have the free will to choose the path.
Dean Koontzwe must seize life because we never know how much of it remains for us, that faith is the antidote to despair and that laughter is the music of faith.
Dean Koontz