Top 500 Dean Koontz Quotes (2025 Update)
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301. “In misfortune lies the seed of future triumph.”

— Dean Koontz

302. “Every writer has his own voice. Other than that I’m always trying to do change-ups and publishers haven’t always been happy about that.”

— Dean Koontz

303. “People couldn’t bear to go on living if they faced every cold truth about themselves.”

— Dean Koontz

304. “There is no fate, only free will, and we were just in the way of other people’s free will when they decided to do the Devil’s work. People are doing the Devil’s work everywhere you go; there’s no avoiding it unless you go live on a mountaintop somewhere, a hundred miles from everyone.”

— Dean Koontz

305. “Of course, I don’t know everything. Considering the infinite amount of knowledge that one could acquire in a virtually innumerable array of intellectual disciplines, it’s probably more accurate to say that I don’t know anything.”

— Dean Koontz

306. “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

307. “The stairs creaked. They always creaked when creaking could lead to your death, and they never creaked when creaking didn’t matter. The universe is anthropic, meaning that its design makes possible and sustains intelligent life, especially human beings. Nevertheless, I perceive some power, some presence, some adversary behind the scenes that by countless devices subtle or blunt seeks to destroy us.”

— Dean Koontz

308. “No, if there’s any ultimate redemption, it would be because I passed though your life without scarring you, and did not diminish who you are.”

— Dean Koontz

309. “To a predator, fear indicates weakness.”

— Dean Koontz

310. “Your sense of responsibility to others can never be excessive.”

— Dean Koontz

311. “I am twenty years old. To a world-wise adult, I am little more than a child. To any child, however, I am old enough to be distrusted, to be excluded forever from the magical community of the short and beardless.”

— Dean Koontz

312. “I come down on the side of free will but I have sympathy for those who believe in fate because there is something about life which we feel we have no control over.”

— Dean Koontz

313. “Because God is never cruel, there is a reason for all things. We must know the pain of loss; because if we never knew it, we would have no compassion for others, and we would become monsters of self-regard, creatures of unalloyed self-interest. The terrible pain of loss teaches humility to our prideful kind, has the power to soften uncaring hearts, to make a better person of a good one.”

— Dean Koontz

314. “You can’t fix things with a hug, but you can’t make them any worse either.”

— Dean Koontz

315. “The 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 Koontz

316. “I’m no more a wonder than anyone. And that’s what makes the world magical. Every baby’s a seed of wonder – that gets watered or it doesn’t.”

— Dean Koontz

317. “I can’t go on to page two until I can get page one as perfect as I can make it. That might mean I will rewrite and rewrite page one 20, 30, 50, 100 times.”

— Dean Koontz

318. “All I asked was that I be spared surprises, although, in this world of six billion souls, all acting with free will and too many with audacity, surprises are inevitable, too few of them are the kind that make you smile and that lift your heart.”

— Dean Koontz

319. “Furies, Alecto. In classic mythology, Tisiphone and Megaera and Alecto, daughters of the earth goddess Gaea, punished crimes in the name of the victims.”

— Dean Koontz

320. “Are you prepared for the first wound?”

— Dean Koontz

321. “Every human face is more enigmatic than the timeworn expression on the famous Sphinx out there in the sands of Egypt.”

— Dean Koontz

322. “I need those nukes, the chief said. I need them, I need them right now. I don’t want to be an enabler, sir. I’d rather get you into a twelve step program to help you break this addiction.”

— Dean Koontz

323. “It was one of those rare times when remembering the dead was more inmportant than tending to the needs of the living.”

— Dean Koontz

324. “I can love October in September. September doesn’t care.”

— Dean Koontz

325. “Only once in a generation does anything as fresh as a vomiting detective come along.”

— Dean Koontz

326. “The best weapons against evil were hope, optimism, determination, and faith.”

— Dean Koontz

327. “Whiskers of the cat, Webbed toes on my swimming dog; God is in the details.”

— Dean Koontz

328. “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

329. “I curse the night I let your idiot father squirt you into me.”

— Dean Koontz

330. “Without trust, there can be no tranquil resting of the mind.”

— Dean Koontz

331. “Echoing off the tile walls, the sizzle-splash of the falling water sounded like the hissing of serpents and the brittle laughter of strange children.”

— Dean Koontz

332. “Books were this wonderful escape for me because I could open a book and disappear into it, and that was the only way out of that house when I was a kid.”

— Dean Koontz

333. “I think to myself, I play to myself, and nobody knows what I say to myself.”

— Dean Koontz

334. “I’ve a long list of things I don’t know how I’ve done, but I’ve done them. In the end, it’s always about perseverance.”

— Dean Koontz

335. “The only reason I would write a sequel is if I were struck by an idea that I felt to be equal to the original. Too many sequels diminish the original.”

— Dean Koontz

336. “Of all the things we can feel with our minds and bodies, severe pain is the purest, for it drives everything else from our awareness and focuses us as perfectly as we can ever be focused.”

— Dean Koontz

337. “The true nature of the world was weirder than any bizarre fabric that anyone might weave from the warp and weft of imagination’s loom.”

— Dean Koontz

338. “He once told me that an August evening was “as hot as three toads in a Cuisinart,” a comparison that left me blinking two days later.”

— Dean Koontz

339. “What we do as a society is seek simple answers.”

— Dean Koontz

340. “She’d been acutely aware that terror, betrayal, and cruelty had a human face, but she had not sufficiently appreciated that courage, kindness, and love had a human face as well.”

— Dean Koontz

341. “Night has patterns that can be read less by the living than by the dead.”

— Dean Koontz

342. “I love my editor, but that would be the definition of hell to me to live with someone and have them go page by page through my manuscript. That I want to avoid at all costs.”

— Dean Koontz

343. “A good dog is one of the best things of all to be.”

— Dean Koontz

344. “Jocko likes salty, Jocko likes sweet, but never bring Jocko any hot sauce, like with jalapenos, because it makes Jocko squirt funny-smelling stuff out his ears.”

— Dean Koontz

345. “Dare we linger, dare we skate? Dare we laugh or celebrate, knowing we may strain the ice? Preserve the ice at any price?”

— Dean Koontz

346. “Human beings are such knotted, desperate pieces of work-it’s a rare thing to know one completely, to the core, and still love him.”

— Dean Koontz

347. “To generations of the willfully blind, true beauty can remain unseen in plain sight, but beauty sooner or later asserts itself – always, always, always – and is at last recognized, because there’s so damn little of it.”

— Dean Koontz

348. “Maybe from now on the bittersweet memory of a child lost would be only the sweet memory of a child loved. And maybe, henceforth, it would not be a memory so heavy that it oppressed the heart.”

— Dean Koontz

349. “The given world dazzles with wonder, poetry, and purpose. The man-made world, on the other hand, is a perverse realm of ego and envy, where power-mad cynics make false idols of themselves and where the meek have no inheritance because they have gladly surrendered it to their idols in return not for lasting glory but for an occasional parade, not for bread but for the promise of bread.”

— Dean Koontz

350. “These days, all I ask of Fate is that the people she hurls into my life, whether they are evil or good, or morally bipolar, should be amusing to one degree or another. This is a big request to make of busy Fate, who has billions of lives to keep in constant turmoil.”

— Dean Koontz