He felt ... a suspicion-no, a conviction-than he had been abandoned, forgotten, and that no one in the whole world cared or would ever care enough about him to really find out what he was like and what his dreams were. He was an outcast, a creature somehow vastly different from all other people, an object of scorn and derision, an outsider, secretly loathed and ridiculed by everyone who met him, even by those few who professed to love him.
Dean KoontzThe things we worry about the most are never the things that bite us. The sharpest teeth always take their nip of us when we are looking the other way.
Dean KoontzEvil men often easy to mislead, because they have spent so long deceiving that they no longer recognise the truth and mistake deseption for it.
Dean Koontz