Dean Koontz
Dean Koontz
Dean Ray Koontzis an American author. His novels are broadly described as suspense thrillers, but also frequently incorporate elements of horror, fantasy, science fiction, mystery, and satire. Many of his books have appeared on the New York Times Bestseller List, with 14 hardcovers and 14 paperbacks reaching the number one position. Koontz wrote under a number of pen names earlier in his career, including "David Axton", "Leigh Nichols" and "Brian Coffey". He has sold over 450 million copies as reported on...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth9 July 1945
CityEverett, PA
CountryUnited States of America
I don't write a quick draft and then revise; instead, I work slowly page by page, revising and polishing.
I think the world is full of evil people. I think in some ways we're in more danger now than before.
There's lots of law these days, but not much justice. Celebrities murder their wives and go free. A mother kills her children, and the news people on TV say she's the victim and want you to send money to her lawyers. When everything's upside down like this, what fool just sits back and thinks justice will prevail?
The hands of every clock are shears, trimming us away scrap by scrap, and every time piece with a digital readout blinks us towards implosion.
These days, people spent too much time striving to understand their feelings - and then ended up with none that were genuine.
I have to admit that when I watch a movie in which there is no moral context for the violence - I find that offensive. I think that's potentially damaging to society.
A fanatic is a nut who has something to believe in.
Civilization rests on the fact that most people do the right thing most of the time.
That was one of the most fundamental and sacred duties good friends and families performed for one another! They tended the flame of memory, so no one’s death meant an immediate vanishment from the world; in some sense the deceased would live on after their passing, at least as long as those who loved them lived. Such memories were an essential weapon against the chaos of life and death, a way to ensure some continuity from generation to generation, an order of endorsement and meaning.
Even if God exists, does He know that you do?
Nothing gives us courage more readily than the desire to avoid looking like a damn fool.
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.
Sometimes waiting is the hardest thing.
Literary fiction, as a strict genre, is all but dead. Meanwhile, most genres flourish.