Life which we can no longer distinguish; life carefully buried up to its forehead in the carcass of a dead world. In every cinder of the universe Mercer probably perceives inconspicuous life. Now I kn...
It's the basic condition of life to be required to violate our own identity.
It takes a certain amount of courage, he thought, to face yourself and say with candor, I'm rotten. I've done evil and I will again. It was no accident; it emanated from the true, authentic me.
It is over, isn’t it? Trustingly, he seemed to be waiting for her to tell him, as if she would know. As if hearing himself say it meant nothing; he had a dubious attitude toward his own words; they di...
It is impossible that ours is the only world; there must be world after world unseen by us, in some region or dimension that we simply do not perceive.
It is as if one hemisphere of your brain is perceiving the world as reflected in a mirror. Through a mirror. See? So left becomes right, and all that that implies. And we don’t know yet what that does...
It did not seem possible that Wendy Wright had been born out of blood and internal organs like other people. In proximity to her he felt himself to be a squat, oily, sweating, uneducated nurt whose st...
Isn't a beautiful dream better than a cruel reality?
In this particular lifestyle the motto is Be happy now because tomorrow you are dying, but the dying begins almost at once, and the happiness is a memory.
In marriage the greatest hatred that is possible between human beings can be generated, perhaps because of the constant proximity, perhaps because once there was love. The intimacy is still there, eve...
I mean, after all, you have to consider we're only made out of dust. That's admittedly not much to go on and we shouldn't forget that. But even considering, I mean it's sort of a bad beginning, we're...
I don't think anyone creates a fake universe, Herb said, since it isn't there.But you're saying something is causing us to see a universe that doesn't exist. Who is this someone?He said, Satan.Cocking...
Fear made her seem ill; it distorted her body lines, made her appear as if someone had broken her, and then, with malice, patched her together badly.
Fat had witnessed a benign power which had invaded this world. No other term fitted it: the benign power, whatever it was, had invaded this world, like a champion ready to do battle. That terrified hi...
Fakat zaten çökmek üzere olan bir toplumda ne yapabilirsiniz? Çökmüş kanunlara mı uyarsınız? Kötü bir kanunu saymamak suç mu? Ya da kötülüğe kullanılan bir yemini bozmak suç mu?
Everything is destined to reappear as simulation. Landscapes as photography, woman as the sexual scenario, thoughts as writing, terrorism as fashion and the media, events as television. Things seem on...
Every junkie, he thought, is a recording.
Dr. Leon Stone turned out to be one of the most important people in Horselover Fat's life. To get to Stone, Fat had to nearly kill himself physically, matching his mental death. Is this what they mean...
Dr Stone wasn’t insane; Stone was a healer. He held down the right job. Probably he healed many people and in many ways. He adapted his therapy to the individual, not the individual to the therapy.
Do you have information that there's an android in the cast? I'd be glad to help you, and if I were an android would I be glad to help you? An android, he said, doesn't care what happens to another an...