Book: Do androids dream of electrohouse?

Why? asked Rick. - Why should I do anything you don't want? I have to quit my job and emigrate.
The old man said:
- Wherever you go - everywhere you will be obliged to perform work that is considered wrong. This is the main condition for the existence of life, you will always be forced to rape your own conscience. At certain moments, every living creature is obliged to do so. This universal darkness, the wreck of the universe; a curse effect, the curse that rests on all life. At any point in the Universe.

I never sympathized with the androids. Maybe it's just depression, as you. Now I can understand how you are suffering; I always thought that you like this status, I believed that you can get out of it if you want; if not myself, so with the help of modulator. I now understand that when you're depressed, you dont care. Apathy caused by the fact that you lost your sense of self-importance. Doesn't matter if you feel worse or better when you're alone don't mean anything...

He remembered the top, when the lift suddenly gave way to a smooth surface, but then Mercer hit a new slope, and began the next stage of ascension. How many times he had already reached the top? A few times, but the peaks merged in the memory together as a merged future and the past; and that he has already experienced, and what he has yet to experience - all mixed so much that in memory there is nothing left except the moment of peace and rest, during which he touched the scratch on his hand left by the abandoned shard.
"My God," he repeated wearily. - Is this true? Why I climb up one, but me, someone constantly mocks?

A characteristic feature of Android to talk about issues of worldwide importance in a humorous manner. The utter insensitivity, lack of understanding the meaning of spoken words. Just an empty, formal reasoning; definition and axioms.

-- ... The apartment in which nobody lives... hundreds of apartments with the property left over from people, even family photos and clothes. Those who died had nothing to take with them, and those who emigrated didn't want to. This building except for my apartment, is fully contaminated.
-- Littered? -- She again did not understand.
-- Trash -- useless things like a torn envelope, an empty match-boxes, wrappers from chewing gum or used sanitary napkins. When no one is around, stuff perpetuates itself. For example, if you don't take the stuff in his apartment, before going to bed, the next morning, waking up, you find that it was twice. And everywhere it is becoming more and more.
-- Understand -- confused she answered, not knowing to believe him or not.
-- So goes the First Law of Junk, ' he said. - The trash always displaces nehlam. As the law of Gresham on fake money. In apartments of this house for a long time have no one to fight with junk.

And pain is a basic knowledge of the absolute isolation and suffering, touched him not abstractly, but terrifyingly real.

"If courage you will find,
Bells find.
They'll call, and then
The enemy will disappear without labor."
But in real life, thought Rick, no magic bells, which can effortlessly disappear your enemies. Sorry, Mozart, soon after wrote "the Magic flute", died on the fourth decade - from some kind of kidney disease. And was buried in the ditch along with the homeless and suicide.

Your little boy unexpectedly shows you his collection jar, which kills insects.
I'll take him to the doctor, softly but firmly replied Rachel. Again the arrows-the twins have deviated, but this time not so far. Rick said making a note.

- Nothing will happen?
- With me nothing will happen, ' he answered, and added: - But I will die. They are both true.

- You will be forced to act unjustly, no matter where you go, ' said the old man. - Life is to go against his nature. Sooner or later we have to do to every living creature. It's a cloudburst, collapse of any creature, the curse of any work, a curse, who feeds all life. Everywhere throughout the Universe.

Before I could look at the stars. Many years ago. But now I can see only the dust; no one had seen the stars for many years. At least from the Ground. I'll probably go to a place where the sky still can see the stars.

We can't prevent falling into the abyss, we can only delay it for a while.

Time, thought Rick. - Kolovraschenie life. Approaching sunset, and twilight comes. Before the arrival of silence, which means death.

And the world is falling apart, but that's not important, the main thing that synthetic leather was smooth to the touch.