Well, I finished Koontz’s By the Light of the Moon. I must say overall I did not like it and do not recommend it. It had some good themes and points but overall was just too bazaar and seemed random at parts. Here was my favorite part though:
“I love the natural world, it’s what I paint. You see perfection everywhere in nature. The perfect efficiency of bees in the hive. The perfect organization of an anthill, a termite colony. But what makes humanity beautiful is our free will, our infividuality, our endless striving in spite of our imperfection.”
“Beautiful…and terrifying,” she suggested.
“Oh, it’s a tragic beauty, all right, but that’s what makes it so different from the beauty of nature, and in its own way precious. There’s no tragedy in nature, only process–and therefore no triumph, either.”
There are a few moments like this in the book, this being my favorite, but I just think the plot is too chaotic and wierd such that, in the end, I only really cared about one of the characters – Shepherd, the autistic one.
Anyway, I’m moving on to St. Catherine of Siena’s Dialogue, which I must say so far is wonderful and fascinating. It is written as a dialogue between “she” (St. Catherine refers to herself in 3rd person) and God the Father.