Odd Thomas Quotes

...because wherever else the future leads, it leads ultimately to death, the end that is present in my beginning and in yours.

Be you and only you, which means be you and all the people you have loved...

I needed a moment to understand that I'd been dreaming, that I had come awake, and another moment to remember where I had gone to bed.

Denial couldn't be maintained.

...he looked as if nothing hard in the world had touched him...

Embrace the weather, child, and you'll understand the balance of the world.

I'm not much for parties. Sometimes you have to wear a funny hat, sometimes they expect you to eat sushi, which is like eating bait. And there's always some totally drunk girl who thinks you're smitten by her, when what you're really wondering is if she'll vomit on your shirt or instead on your shoes.

Hope, love, and faith are in the waiting

I am learning my way toward something that will make sense of my life, and I learn by going where I have to go, with whatever companions I am graced.

Pico Mundo is a prosperous town. But no degree of prosperity can be sufficient to eliminate all misfortune, and sloth is impervious to opportunity.

Once, there were no predators, no prey. Only harmony. There were no quakes, no storms, everything in balance. In the beginning, time was all at once and forever — no past, present, and future, no death. We broke it all.

...Here lie your hopes and dreams, shattered and swept aside...

...and where the Ferris wheel carried its passengers high and brought them low and raised them high and brought them low again, as if it were not merely a carnival ride but also a metaphor for the basic pattern of human experience.

On a small table beside his chair were other haphazardly stacked volumes by such poets as Emerson, Whitman, and Wallace Stevens, a dangerous crew to let into your head.

Mr. Thomas, any scientist will tell you that in nature many systems appear to be chaotic, but when you study them long enough and closely enough, strange order always underlies the appearance of chaos.

...an age-old patter that seemed like chaos but was not...

What we fear too much we often bring to pass.

Give the narrative a lighter tone than you think it deserves, dear boy, lighter than you think you can bear to give it," he instructed before I began to write, "because you won't find the truth of life in morbidity, only in hope.

On the third, directly before me, were embedded more polished letters: PER OMNIA SAECULA SAECULORUM.For ever and ever. In the red light, the brushed steel glowed softly, like embers. The polish letters blazed.Without a hiss, For ever and ever slid aside, as though inviting me to eternity.

Ah, sir, that's just mean. She's not a Victoria's Secret model. but she's pretty in her way.

She said...she said don't be scared, we wasn't born to be all the time scared, we was born happy, babies laugh at everything, we was born happy and to make a better world.

Nothing supernatural has ever harmed me. My wounds and losses have all be at the hands of human beings...

Funny how people that don't believe in nothin' are so quick to believe every crazy story about people like us.

When I function in only one mode or the other, I am denying half myself, half my potential.

...up to no good—and pleased about it.

Even the wisest and the best of us can be foolish occasionally.

You do what you have to do. That's who you seem to be to me, anyway. You're one who does what he has to do.

Her eyes were celadon saucers but bottomless, of such great depth that she could take in the knowledge of whole worlds and have room in that gaze for still more.

Her direct stare probed, as if the story of my life were written in my eyes in a few succinct lines that she could read.

Free will," she agreed, "our greatest gift, the thing that makes life worth living, in spite of all the anguish it brings.

He would never need a knife to spread a pat of butter on his toast. That smile would quickly melt it.

Ambition and stupidity are a dangerous combination.

It's funny, ma'am, how sometimes you're so sarcastic but it doesn't sting.""Because of my dimples. Dimples are a get-out-of-jail-free card

If you really truly want to know, I've thought if I was ever free someday, I might discover I've held my tears so long that I can't cry anymore, that I'm a dry stone and nothing can ever be wrung from me.

Don't you love your mother, dear?""I guess so. A hard, sharp, thorny kind of love that might be pity more than anything else.

Chronologically she is twelve but emotionally she is older, and intellectually older still.

From all these friends, I could not escape learning some of the statistics that I preferred not to know. Forty-one people at the mall had been wounded. Nineteen had died. Everyone said it was a miracle that only nineteen perished. What has gone wrong with our world when nineteen dead can seem like any kind of miracle?

If she fully embraced life with all its conflicts, she would suffer a breakdown.

I had not asked to be born. Only to be loved.

Nothing is worse than being alone on the evening of the day when one's cow has exploded.

Duty is a good thing, a calling without which no civilization can survive, but it is also a weight and chain that sometimes seems sure to sink you to the airless bottom of a dark pool

Sometimes enlightenment descends upon you when you least expect it...

Sleep is a kind of peace, and I have not yet earned peace.

I am amazed that there are still nights when I sleep well.

When I woke up and the dark wasn't gone yet, and the dark seemed so big, then she sang soft and made the dark small again."That is the best of all things we can do for one another: Make the dark small.

Three more words. Be happy. Persevere.

Chronologically she is twelve, but emotionally she is older, and intellectually older still.

Eventually he understood that he was crying for himself. He was ashamed of the man whom he had become, mourning the man whom he had expected to be when he'd been a boy.

So," said the Russian, after regaining is composure, "the lesson of the model is that the universe——all its matter and forms of energy——arise out of thought.

More likely, they would just cease to exist.""That's death.""No, it's different. Death leaves a corps.

...on a subconscious level we're aware that time isn't enduring, that it is not a required condition of our existence, that there comes a point when we will have no need of it.

I've been badly scared myself, badly, for quite a few years now. You learn to live with it.

To get through life successfully, body and soul must translate each other correctly more often than not.

All she wanted was love with respect, respect was so important to her, and I could give her that.

Although much that was precious has been taken from me in this life, I have reason to remain an optimist. After the numerous tight scrapes I've been through, by now I should have lost one leg, three fingers, one buttock, most of my teeth, an ear, my spleen, and my sense of fun. But here I am.

Yet the human heart is disheartened by the most unreasonable self-judgments, because even when we take on giants, we too often confuse failure with fault, which I know too well. The only way back from such a bleak despondency is to shape humiliation into humility, to strive always to triumph over the darkness while never forgetting that the honor and the beauty are more in striving than in winning. When triumph at last comes, our efforts alone could not have won the day without that grace which surpasses all understanding and which will, if we allow it, imbue our lives with meaning.

The greatest danger, of course, was to believe that I was equal to them, because assurance can morph into arrogance that Death loves to prove unfounded.

With lead he shaded love into the woman's eyes.

I suspect she must speak without emotion or otherwise entirely lose the self-control that is required to speak to me at all.

It's only life. We all get through it.Not all of us complete the journey in the same condition. Along the way, some lose their legs or eyes in accidents or altercations, while others skate through years with nothing worse to worry about than an occasional bad-hair day.

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