Famous phrases by John Katzenbach

John Katzenbach He is an American writer born in 1950 in Princetown, United States. Most of his career has dedicated himself to journalism specialized in judicial issues. He has also written some film scripts based on his own works.

John Katzenbach has combined his career with the writing of novels. Among them, they stand out:  The psychoanalyst, the history of the madman, a pending matter, etc.

Famous phrases by John Katzenbach

Changes scare us. We are scared to stay the same. We are terrified of anything out of the ordinary, or a change in the routine.

The pill that can relieve the symptoms of loneliness and isolation that produces the end of the day has not yet invented.

How could someone demonstrate that a promise made was sincere, not to be fulfilling it?

The past is a fugitive confusion of dangerous and painful memories.

HAPPY 53th Birthday, Doctor. Welcome to the first day of his death.

Knowing the facts does not necessarily mean understanding them.

Remember what is worth remembering. Ignore the rest.

This is a problem of being crazy: you are never sure of things.

What really threatens us and costs more to fight is something that comes from our interior. The impact and pain of a nightmare can be much greater than that of a punch. Also, sometimes what hurts is not so much that punch and emotion behind him ..

Our expectations were crooked and changed. Current things, such as having a job, forming a family and going to matches of the children's baseball league The beautiful summer afternoons were very difficult objectives to achieve. So we modify them. We review them. We reduced them and reconsider them.

Uncertainty eroded his thoughts, and felt the bitterness that he can feed on.

Adrenaline and fear make you lose the notion of time.

I am a reminder of lost hopes and the bitterness that life can provide unexpectedly.

Most of the time, even if I am not happy, at least I am aware of things.

More phrases by John Katzenbach

Reunions are constant in the normal world. People always try to relive moments that in their memory are better than they were really; Evoke emotions that, in reality, is better to remain in the past.

Fear of what is inside us, fear of what is inside others, fear of what is outside. Changes scare us. We are scared to stay the same. We are terrified of anything out of the ordinary, or a change in the routine. Everyone wants to be different, but that is the greatest threat.

Anyone can represent anything in light of day. But only at night, after the world has darkened, our real self appears.

The things that are different, that come out of the ordinary, well, alter people.

Dementia is like that moment of doubt that I would not know whether I should trust the eyes or memory because both seem to make the same insidious mistakes.

The truth is elusive, and I'm not comfortable with her. No crazy is. So, even if you write it well, maybe it's wrong. Maybe it's exaggerated. It may not happen exactly as I remember it, or maybe I have the memory so forced and tortured due to so many years of drugs that the truth always eludes me.

Madness also consists of the worst kind of solitude.

I have often thought that madness is a bit like night, due to the different ways in which it extended for several years for my heart and mind; sometimes hard or quickly, sometimes slow and subtle ... so that I was barely aware that I was dominating me.

Sometimes I realize that I'm not dreaming, but awake; And that it is a recorded memory as the protruding contour of a fossil in my past, which is much worse.