Quotes from Philip K. Dick

Las cosas eléctricas también tienen sus vidas. Por insignificantes que sean.

Talk all you want, Rick said. Talk all the way to the tomb, he said to himself. If you feel like it. It didn't matter to him.

Human beings had invented war, invented and manufactured the weapons, even invented the players, the fighters, the actors of the war. But they themselves could not venture forth, could not wage it themselves.

They see through the here, the now, into the vast black deep beyond, the unchanging. And that is fatal to life. Because eventually there will be no life; there was once only the dust particles in space, the hot hydrogen gases, nothing more, and it will come again. This is an interval, ein Augenblick. The cosmic process is hurrying on, crushing life back into granite and methane; the wheel turns for all life. It is all temporary.

Too bad Mahler never saw a Morley wah-wah pedal, he thought, or he would have scored it into one of his longer works.

Your certitude is in questionable taste, Mr. Tagomi said. It seems to press untowardly.

I'll be all right," he said, and thought, And I'm going to die. Both those are true, too.

Hay muchos libros vivos. No de un modo metafórico.

He felt the craving within him, the need to be entertained. And they all felt this way; the settlement yearned for the bizarre.

But what I've done, he thought; that's become alien to me. In fact everything about me has become unnatural; I've become an unnatural self.

They want to be the agents, not the victims, of history. They identify with God's power and believe they are godlike. That is their basic madness. They are overcome by some archetype; their egos have expanded psychotically so that they cannot tell where they begin and the godhead leaves off. It is not hubris, not pride; it is inflation of the ego to its ultimate—confusion between him who worships and that which is worshiped. Man has not eaten God; God has eaten man.

El mal es un elemento consustanciado con el mundo, se dijo el señor Tagomi. Se derrama sobre nuestra cabeza, entra en nuestro cuerpo, nuestra mente, nuestro corazón, hasta en las piedras de la calle.

you can't fart without changing the balance in the universe.

You will manually feel this object with your left hand," he said to himself, "and at the same time you will look at it with your right. And then in your own words you will tell us—" He could not think out any more nonsense. Not without their help.

Take warn­ing, Miller! The Board has reports on your eccentricities.

It's a fact. I can't get faith or enthusiasm by willing it. Deciding to.

Recordó que en su infancia había alcanzado a comprobar la extinción de una especie tras otra. Los periódicos anunciaban un día la desaparición de los zorros, el siguiente la de los tejones, hasta que la g ente dejó por último de leer aquellos perpetuos obituarios.

I've read the Cosmic Trigger and Robert Anton Wilson says

Be small … and you will escape the jealousy of the great.

Pat said, "I'm living with Joe. I'm his mistress. Under our arrangement I pay his bills. I paid his front door, this morning, to let him out. Without me he'd still be in his conapt.

The mind is strange, but it has its reasons. The mind sees in a single glimpse life unlived, hopes unrewarded, emptiness and silence where there should have been noise and love. . . . my mind had the solemn task of rearranging past reality in order that I could go on, and it was not doing a good job.

I am like a gray thing, he thought. Bustling along with the currents of air that tumble me, that roll me, like a gray puffball, on and on.

She shot him a warm smile as she stopped the car and shut off the engine. "It's all the Planet of the Apes pictures, all eleven of them; they run from 7:30 P.M. all the way through to 8 A.M. tomorrow morning.

Jamás había pensado en la semejanza entre los animales eléctricos y los andrillos. Un animal eléctrico era una forma inferior, un robot de menor calidad.