Purpose of life is unknown, and hence way to be is hidden from the eyes of living critters. Who can say if perhaps the schizophrenics are not correct? Mister, they take a brave journey. They turn away...
People suffering nervous breakdowns often do a lot of research, to find explanations for what they are undergoing. the research, of course fails.
One more in a long line, a dreary entity among many others like him, an almost endless number of brain-damaged retards. Biological life goes on, he thought. But the soul, the mind—everything else is d...
Okay? You’ll be a knockout. Listen, we’ll buy a bottle of high-price Scotch and take it along. That Vat 69.’ Frank,
Loyce gazed up, rigid with horror. The splotch of darkness, hanging over the City Hall. Darkness so thick it seemed almost solid. In the vortex something moved. Flickering shapes. Things, descending f...
It's like asking, what's an impostor look like? Arctor said. I talked one time to a big hash dealer who'd been busted with ten pounds of hash in his possession. I asked him what the nark who busted hi...
Il passato è latente, è sommerso, ma è ancora lì, in grado di riaffiorare in superficie una volta che lo stampo più tardo sia malauguratamente - e contro l'esperienza ordinaria - scomparso. L'uomo con...
I think Dr. Willis McNelly at the California State University at Fullerton put it best when he said that the true protagonist of an sf story or novel is an idea and not a person. If it is *good* sf th...
I hope I never get in a fix like that, Taubman said. Hating someone I once loved.
I have an odd paradox for you, he said. Those who take lives will lose their own. Those who kill, will die. But he who gives his own life away will live again!
I didn’t get anything from holding onto those handles, Rick said. Mercer talked to me but it didn’t help. He doesn’t know any more than I do. He’s just an old man climbing a hill to his death.Isn’t th...
I am warm on the outside, what people see. Warm eyes, warm face, warm fucking fake smile, but inside I am cold all the time, and full of lies. I am not what I seem to be; I am awful.
Human has always striven to retain the past, to keep it convincing; there's nothing wicked in that. Without it we have no continuity; we have only the moment. And, deprived of the past, the moment - t...
How long that part of the cycle had lasted he did not now know; nothing had happened, generally, so it had been measureless.
He who learns must suffer. And even in our sleep pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God.
Grief causes you to leave yourself. You step outside your narrow little pelt. And you can’t feel grief unless you’ve had love before it - grief is the final outcome of love, because it’s love lost. […...
Gli aveva insegnato ad odiare sé stesso, e poi, una volta completato l'opera, lo aveva lasciato
Fear can make you do more wrong than hate or jealousy. If you’re afraid you don’t commit yourself to life completely; fear makes you always, always hold something back. You shouldn’t be alone. It’s ki...
Fat heard in her rational tone the harp of nihilism, the twang of the void.
FRECK: (Casually) I bought a methedrine plant today. BARRIS: (With a snotty expression on his face) Methedrine is a benny, like speed; it’s crank, it’s crystal, it’s amphetamine, it’s made synthetical...