Author of quotes: Dean Koontz

- You don't believe in reincarnation.
- I do not believe in taxes, but pay them.

You will not be able to win a prize, if you are not able to imagine what it is and how it can be obtained.

In our life there are crucial moments that we cannot see, and their meaning we realize only after many years. Each of us thinks about her and focused on this and therefore we often are blind to what is in front of us.

Indifference is the only cure for madness and despair.

Between birth and burial, we live in a Comedy of Mysteries.
If you don't think life is mysterious, if you believe that everything is predetermined, then you don't pay attention to what is happening around or make your own anesthesia with alcohol, drugs, PEP ideology.

We all live in a world that is essentially a war zone. We'll take everything we love, and finally - life.
And yet, wherever you look, I find on this battleground of great beauty, and mercy, and the promise of happiness.

We are buried when we're born. The world is a cemetery with the graves occupied and graves future. Life - the period of waiting for an appointment with the gravedigger.

It takes a long time to feel that life is not Disneyland.

In show business it is not necessary to think, you just exist.

- What would they think about us Sam spade?
- Sam spade can go to the devil.
- What think Philip Marlowe?
- Philip Marlowe can go to the devil.
And our client?
- Our client can go to the devil.
- Expensive, usually speak not so.
I know, but I'm still a lady.

The only absolutely unselfish friend in this selfish world, a friend who will never leave him, who will never be ungrateful and will not betray him, is a dog. The dog stays with the man in wealth and poverty, in health and disease. She will sleep on the cold ground, where the winter winds blow and the snow is blowing fiercely, if only to be near its owner. The dog will kiss the hand even if the hand can not give her food; she will lick the wounds and scratches were the result of collisions with cruelty of the world. The dog guards the sleep of his pauper master as zealous as if he was a Prince. When we leave all other friends, this will remain. When all the wealth will disappear and everything falls to pieces, the dog is as constant in his love as the sun marching across the sky.

To deal with such parasites as you believe me, Oh, how hard it is. This is the worst. It would be much easier to cum with you at the first meeting, to make you smashed into small pieces or into small pieces smashed to your head.

Love, being, on the one hand, the blessing of heaven, on the other - ties the man's hands and feet. But what exactly is lost when likes or dislikes?...

Of all sad words, spoken aloud, or written, there is no more sad than: "But could it be otherwise!"