Quotes from Philip José Farmer

Sam's heart felt as if it were being licked by a cat.

First, humiliation, then humility, he would have said. And then comes humanity as a matter of course.

As for paranoia, anyone who has the imagination to postulate all possibilities is automatically a paranoiac.

Shadows would be moving inside shadows; daggers would be unsheathed; the air would get gray and chill with stealth and intrigue; blood would spurt. And the sleeping would do well to stir.

So here you are near the end of the world, savages, beings who, given the time, would build up a great civilization again. You don't have the time, and the long, long story, the many-eons tale of humankind, will end. For what reason? I don't know. The universe, looked at logically, is, despite all its intricate order and irresistible physical principles, senseless.

A gray-pink salmon leaping up the falls of night Into the spawning pool of another day. Dawn-the red roar of the heliac bull Charging over the horizon. The photonic blood of bleeding night, Stabbed by the assassin sun.

Rouged green lips part like a gangrened wound.

There was a silence for a while. Finally, Sloosh opened his eyes. He said, I've traced my line of thought. It's rational and analytic. No. I'm not crazy.

Time, however, was creeping or sliding or flowing or proceeding in whatever unknown manner Time used to make Then into Now.

The plant-man said, 'I've observed that when a human is dealing with another, he's usually logical only if he's advancing his self-interests or has a desire to hurt or put down the other. Is this one of those situations?

Little eggs within bigger eggs within great eggs within a megamonolith on a planetary pear within an ovoid universe, the latest cosmogony indicating that infinity has the form of a hen's fruit. God broods over the abyss and cackles every trillion years or so.

Human infants are semi-robots who possess, however, a limited though vigorous free will. Some of them become adults who use free will as much as possible. But the majority use their free will only once in their lives, that is, at the moment they unconsciously decide they won't ever use their free will.

Burton struggled to get up onto his feet. Nobody, not even God, was going to punch Richard Burton in the ribs and get away without a battle.

Everybody should fear only one person, and that person should be himself .