What a tragic realm this is, he reflected. Those down here are prisoners, and the ultimate tragedy is that they don't know it; they think they are free because they have never been free, and do not understand what it means.
Philip K. DickMots clés life reality philosophy
That is not how you do it; you do not solve one problem with another, greater problem.
Philip K. DickPerhaps if you know you are insane then you are not insane. Or you are becoming sane, finally.
Philip K. DickMots clés insanity
Am I racially kin to this man? Baynes wondered. So closely so that for all intents and purposes it is the same? Then it is in me, too, the psychotic streak. A psychotic world we live in. The madmen are in power. How long have we known this? Faced this? And—how many of us do know it?
Philip K. DickMots clés future power government totalitarianism fascism nazism german psychosis 1962
Make it?" Fred echoed. "Make what? The team? The chick? Make good? Make out? Make sense? Make money? Make time? Define your turns. The Latin for 'make' is facere, which also reminds me of fuckere, which is Latin for 'to fuck', and I haven't...
Philip K. DickMots clés a-scanner-darkly
There is evil! It's actual, like cement.
I can't believe it. I can't stand it.
Evil is not a view ... it's an ingredient in us. In the world. Poured over us, filtering into our bodies, minds, hearts, into the pavement itself.
Mots clés evil
You know what the doctor said to me to cheer me up?" Fat said. "There are worse diseases than cancer."
"Did he show you slides?"
We both laughed. When you are nearly crazy with grief, you laugh at what you can.
Mots clés laughter grief disease cancer doctors
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You mean old books?"
"Stories written before space travel but about space travel."
"How could there have been stories about space travel before --"
"The writers," Pris said, "made it up.
Mots clés science-fiction meta mars-is-just-as-lonely
I should not yield to it, he told himself once again as he walked along carrying the briefcase. Compulsion-obsession-phobia. But he could not free himself. It in my grip, I in its, he thought.
Philip K. DickOnce a guy stood all day shaking bugs from his hair.
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