Quotes from Philip K. Dick

know it's my psychosis, he said to himself, but I still don't want to get caught.

As you experience a growth of your cortex area. You'll have many new and exciting concepts occur to you, especially of a religious nature.

Qualquer homem vê apenas uma pequena porção da verdade total, e muitas vezes, na verdade quase sempre de maneira perpétua, ele também se engana deliberadamente em relação a esse pequeno e precioso fragmento. Uma porção dele se volta contra si e age como outra pessoa, derrotando-o por dentro. Um homem dentro de outro homem. O qual não é, em absoluto, um homem. -O homem duplo

We are, Adams realized, a cursed race. Genesis is right; there is a stigma on us, a mark. Because only a cursed, marked, flawed species would use its discoveries as we are using them.

When they want you they already have you; all they need is the paperwork.

You're a function of an impersonal cultural totality.

I'm dead; lay the heavy bread on me.

to Central Park. To sit on a bench." "But there is no more Central Park, Mr. Biskle. It was turned into a parking lot for government employees while you were on Mars.

Our minds are occluded, deliberately, so that we can't see the prison world we're slaves in, which is created by a powerful magician-like evil deity, who, however, is opposed by a mysterious salvific entity which often takes trash forms, and who will restore our lost memories. This entity may even be an old wino.

McFeyffe, Hamilton said, you're going to have to forgive me. Why? Because I'm going to do something fruitless and futile. Because, even though I realize it's useless, I'm going to kick the living Jesus out of you.

The heart can know peace but the mind cannot be satisfied; the drive to know, to possess intellectual certitude is doomed to failure.

Exchange between Arctor and Barris: "Now that my Olds is laid up indefinitely, Arctor said, "I've decided I should sell it and buy a Henway. What's a Henway? Barris said. (…) About three pounds, Arctor said.

Now that her initial fear had diminished, something else had begun to emerge from her. Something more strange. And, he thought, deplorable. A coldness. Like, he thought, a breath from the vacuum between inhabited worlds, in fact from nowhere: it was not what she did or said but what she did not do and say.

The Davids were coming out in groups, clutching their teddy bears, their thin knobby legs pumping as they ran up the steps to the surface.

You're going to read me my sins, Charles Freck said. The creature nodded and unsealed the scroll. Freck said, lying helpless on his bed, And it's going to take a hundred thousand hours.

And did not like what he saw. Beneath the doctor's suavity there lay a coldness, something fixed and hard. This was no ordinary person, and Erickson felt uneasy.

Hi, Officer," R. C. greeted him

An elite group, bred out of aristocratic prior circles to set and maintain the mores of the world, who had in practice drizzled off into nothingness because they could not stand one another.

O s? cred ce vreau eu s? cred, iar tu crezi ce vrei. De acord?

Ak?ll? adam her ÅŸeyin mümkün olduÄŸunu bilmez. Bir baÅŸka deyiÅŸle zihinsel aç?dan hasta olan kiÅŸi arada s?rada çok fazla bilir.

No two things were the same ever. No two stones, mice, drops of water, snowflakes. What did they call it? Nominalism. Perhaps it applied to people, to the same person at different times. There was no same person.

This can't be normal death, he said to himself. This is unnatural; the regular momentum of dissolution has been replaced by another factor imposed upon it, a pressure arbitrary and forced.

He has integrated his early fears and guilts into one interwoven grid, the ship said to itself. There is no way I can serve up a pleasant memory to him because he instantly contaminates it.

As you go to your grave your mouth will be still open, asking the question, "What did I do?" You will be buried that way: with your mouth still open. And I could never explain it to you, Buckman thought. Except to say: don't come to the attention of the authorities. Don't ever interest us. Don't make us want to know more about you.