A Quote by Dean Koontz

The world is full of broken people. Splints, casts, miracle drugs, and time can't mend fractured hearts, wounded hearts, wounded minds, torn spirits. — © Dean Koontz
The world is full of broken people. Splints, casts, miracle drugs, and time can't mend fractured hearts, wounded hearts, wounded minds, torn spirits.
A world's full of broken hearts. That's all this is. I wondered if there was anyone above the age of say, 18, in the world who hadn't had their hearts broken at some point.
This world is full of broken things: broken hearts, broken promises, broken people.
You can't win the hearts and minds of the masses unless you inspire them - you must lift their spirits and enliven their hearts.
People always say it's harder to heal a wounded heart than a wounded body. Bullshit. It's exactly the opposite—a wounded body takes much longer to heal. A wounded heart is nothing but ashes of memories. But the body is everything. The body is blood and veins and cells and nerves. A wounded body is when, after leaving a man you’ve lived with for three years, you curl up on your side of the bed as if there’s still somebody beside you. That is a wounded body: a body that feels connected to someone who is no longer there.
Words can bruise and break hearts, and minds as well. There are no black and blue marks, no broken bones to put in plaster casts, and therefore no prison bars for the offender.
There are hearts, reader, that never mend again once they are broken. Or if they do mend, they heal themselves in a crooked and lopsided way, as if sewn together by a careless craftsman.
Hearts Live By Being Wounded
The Nobel Prize is an honor unique in the world in having found its way into the hearts and minds of simple people everywhere. It casts a light of peace and reason upon us all; and for that I am especially grateful.
There's always room to mend broken hearts, I suppose.
A lovely face is the solace of wounded hearts and the key of locked-up gates.
It is true that the battle for secularism must be fought in the hearts and minds of people, but how does one reach out to the hearts and minds in a fascist state?
I think what's happening in the world - there's nothing more dangerous than a wounded beast, and the patriarchy is wounded.
A wounded healer, I think, is a lot more powerful than a healer that has not been wounded. In 'Weaker Girl,' I was coming from a wounded healer's perspective.
It is because I think so much of warm and sensitive hearts, that I would spare them from being wounded.
But young hearts mend easily, and hearts that own half of England have something better to do than to beat faster for love.
We must keep in mind that where the road is crooked, God makes it straight, and where our hearts are wounded, God makes us whole. As we open our hearts in purity and simplicity, admitting to God that we are completely powerless in the area of our problem, His illumination redeems us.
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