Quotes from Philip José Farmer

Human beings are part of nature. Anything they do is natural. It's impossible for anything in nature to do anything unnatural.

a writing in the sand which all may read but few understand." - Philip Jose Farmer in 'Riders of the Purple Wage

Burton, though an infidel, made it his business to investigate thoroughly every religion. Know a man's faith , and you knew at least half the man. Know his wife, and you knew the other half.

Human beings are part of nature. Anything they do is natural. It's impossible for anything in nature to do anything unnatural.

Resurrection, like politics, makes strange bedfellows.

Imagination is like a muscle. I found out that the more I wrote, the bigger it got.

Can imagination act Perpendicular to fact? Can it be a kite that flies Till the Earth , umbrella-wise, Folds and drops away from sight?

Now we have lit a candle to the power Of atoms; now we know we're heirs of light Itself.

As science pushes forward, ignorance and superstition gallop around the flanks and bite science in the rear with big dark teeth.

Prometheus, I have no Titan's might, Yet I, too, must each dusk renew my heart, For daytime's vulture talons tear apart The tender alcoves built by love at night.

The stars above will be below when man has Love.

This story is about love, which means that it is also about hate.

Reader, pray that soon this Iron Age Will crumble, and Beauty escape the rusting cage.

There are Universes begging for Gods, yet he hangs around this one looking for work.

Caught Beauty , held to light, now apes A good, now evil, thing the shifting sign And spectrum of archaic, psychic shapes.

even killed a man, though it had been more by accident than skill. But he was an ineffectual warrior. In battle the valves of his heart were turned full open, and his strength poured out.

why should human beings have another chance at an afterlife? They were such miserable, conniving, self-deceiving, hypocritical wretches.

And love, if put off too long, was too late, wasted. It could not make up for the lost time, no matter how much was then poured out.

For the unholy trinity of Bobs: Bloch, Heinlein, and Traurig— may I meet them on the banks of The River, where we'll board the fabulous Riverboat

I'm a queer crabbed old man, pent like Merlin in his tree trunk. Samolxis, the Thracian bear god, hibernating in his cave. The Last of the Seven Sleepers.

Rastignac had no Skin. He was, nevertheless, happier than he had been since the age of five. He was as happy as a man can be who lives deep under the ground. Underground organizations are often under the ground. They are formed into cells. Cell Number One usually contains the leader of the underground. Jean-Jacques Rastignac, chief of the Legal Underground of the Kingdom of L'Bawpfey, was literally in a cell beneath the surface of the earth. He was in jail. For

By the shattered hymen of Thor's bride!

Almost all the proofreading editors I've encountered seem to have gone to a college where there's a class listed in the catalog as "How To Put Commas In The Wrong Place And The Writer In A Coma.

It was doubtful that their technology, and its intelligent use, would ever match their ability to create social stupidities.