Quotes from Philip K. Dick

He thought, We will miss Roberta Rockingham when she dies; of us, she is the most benign and stable. Because, he realized, she knows she is soon going to die.

Let it be said that one of the first symptoms of psychosis is that the person feels perhaps he is becoming psychotic.

A man driven by rage may stumble, in his passion, onto truth.

The universe will never be extinguished because just when the darkness seems to have smothered all, to be truly transcendent, the new seeds of light are reborn in the very depths. That is the Way. When the seed falls, it falls into the earth, into the soil. And beneath, out of sight, it comes to life. "An

We have no value, she said to herself. We can live out our tiny lives. If we want to. If it matters to us. From

Maybe it could be depression, like you get. I can understand now how you suffer when you're depressed; I always thought you liked it and I thought you could have snapped yourself out any time, if not alone, then by means of the mood organ. But when you get that depressed you don't care. Apathy, because you've lost a sense of worth.

Mercer held out a closed hand, palm up. 'Before I forget it, I have something of yours here.' He opened his fingers. On his hand rested the mutilated spider, but with its snipped-off legs restored. 'Thanks.' Isidore accepted the spider.

Maybe I shouldn't have told you––about it being electrical." She put her hand out, touched his arm; she felt guilty, seeing the effect it had on him, the change. "No, Rick said. "I'm glad to know. Or rather––" He became silent. "I'd prefer to know.

Pris had now cut three legs from the spider, which crept about miserably on the kitchen table, seeking a way out, a path to freedom. It found none.

Death makes me mad. Human and animal suffering make me mad; whenever one of my cats dies I curse God and I mean it; I feel fury at him. I'd like to get him here where I could interrogate him, tell him that I think the world is screwed up, that man didn't sin and fall but was pushed -- which is bad enough -- but was then sold the lie that he is basically sinful, which I know he is not.

Prosperous, happy, fruitful...the Latin word Felix occurs in such injunctions as that by God himself, who in Genesis 1:21 says to all the creatures of the world, Be fruitful and increase, fill the waters of the seas; and let the birds increase on land. This is the essence of the meaning of Felix, this command from God, this loving command, this manifestation of his desire that we not only live but that we live happily and prosperously.

Evil, Mr. Tagomi thought. Yes, it is. Are we to assist it in gaining power, in order to save our lives? Is that the paradox of our earthly situation? I cannot face this dilemma, Mr. Tagomi said to himself. That man should have to act in such moral ambiguity. There is no Way in this; all is muddled. All chaos of light and dark, shadow and substance.

Retrograde time is forward time which has passed the turning point; then as it turns back it is freighted with the load of accumulated knowledge. It is information rich. Logically, then, in its retrograde tracking, it would divest itself of its knowledge: teach rather than learn, so that when it arrived at the other end, it would be information poor, even info empty.

Não podemos conhecer a totalidade das respostas. Não nos é possível ver para diante, por nossa conta e risco

This bowl of milk, the pitch on yonder jar, are strange and far-bound travelers come from far.

The sane man does not know that everything is possible. In other words, the mentally ill person at one time or another knew too much. And, as a result, so to speak, his head shut down.

Jak z?o?ymy wszystko, co wiemy, to widzimy tylko, ?e co? tu nie gra. Ale jak pi?knie i ciekawie nie gra.

For them, winter had come.

No weapon has ever been frightful enough to put a stop to war - perhaps because we never before had any that thought for themselves.

Right on," he said mechanically. And then it flashed on him what Donna had said—asking him to take her out. "Alll riiiight!" he said, pleased; life flowed back into him. Once again, the little dark-haired chick whom he loved so much had restored him to caring. "Which night?

What about -- not sex -- but love?' 'Love is another name for sex.' 'Like love of country,' Rick said. 'Love of music.

They were a form of mutated twinning, joined at the base of the skull so that a single cephalic structure served both separate bodies. Evidently the personality George inhabited one hemisphere of the brain, made use of one eye: the right, as he recalled. And the personality Walt existed on the other side, distinct with its own idiosyncrasies, views and drives—and its own eye from which to view the outside universe.

I hope it does, he thought, see clearly, because I can't any longer these days see into myself. I see only murk. Murk outside; murk inside. I hope, for everyone's sake, the scanners do better. Because, he thought, if the scanner sees only darkly, the way I myself do, then we are cursed, cursed again and like we have been continually, and we'll wind up dead this way, knowing very little and getting that little fragment wrong too.

In a 1981 interview with Gregg Rickman, Dick describes a nature documentary he viewed in the 1960s in which a female Galápagos turtle crawled the wrong direction after laying her eggs in the sand and began to die from exposure while still moving her limbs. That night Dick heard a voice tell him that the turtle believed that she had made it back to the ocean, adding, "And she shall see the sea.