Love isn't just wanting another person the way you want to own an object you see in a store. That's just desire. You want to have it around, take it home and set it up somewhere in the apartment like...
Insane people -- psychologically defined, not legally define -- are not in touch with reality.
In his article, Bogen concluded: I believe [with Wigan] that each of us has two minds in one person. There is a host of detail to be marshaled in this case. But we must eventually confront directly th...
In a one-party system there is always a landslide.
If you are wise, Matson said to himself grimly, you never take one-way trips. Anywhere. Even to Boise, Idaho...even across the street. Be certain, when you start, that you can scramble back.
I think, Dr. Stone said, that when you tried to kill yourself you got in touch with reality for the first time.
I had a lot of fears that the universe would discover just how different I was from it.
I chose God over the material universe.
He felt all at once like an ineffectual moth, fluttering at the windowpane of reality, dimly seeing it from outside.
But reality really is a mess, and yet it's exciting. The basic thing is, how frightened are you of chaos? And how happy are you with order? Van Vogt influenced me so much because he made me appreciate...
We live in a society in which spurious realities are manufactured by the media, by governments, by big corporations, by religious groups, political groups. I ask, in my writing, 'What is real?' Becaus...
Most of the masses still believe in magic, you know. Spells. Potions. It's a big business, I am told.
You're - psychotic. There's something wrong with you.I know, Benteley agreed. I'm a sick man. And the more I see, the sicker I get. I'm so sick I think everybody else is sick and I'm the only healthy...
That's what it means to die, to not be able to stop looking at whatever's in front of you. Some darn thing placed directly there, with nothing you can do about it...
Metabolism, he reflected, is a burning process, an active furnace. When it ceases to function, life is over. They must be wrong about hell, he said to himself. Hell is cold; everything there is cold....
It will end, Childan thought. Someday. The very idea of place. Not governed and governing, but people.
I even gave up, for a while, stopping by the window of the room to look out at the lights and deep, illuminated streets. That's a form of dying, that losing contact with the city like that.
Horselover Fat's nervous breakdown began the day he got the phone call from Gloria asking if he had any Nembutals.
Hell,' I said, 'love is an American cult. We take it too seriously; it's practically a national religion.
He had wondered, as had most people at one time or another, precisely why an android bounced helplessly about when confronted by an empathy-measuring test. Empathy, evidently, existed only within the...