Author of quotes: Philip Kindred Dick



I like pestilence and plague as punishment from God. Wherever I go, follow me this ancient curse. As told to Mercer, I need you to do evil. All I do is disgusting and vile. Anyway, time to go home. I... I can get away with Irene.
№ 366914   Added MegaMozg 17-04-2019 / 19:08
- This is your goat, said Rachel. - You love the goat more than the wife. First goat, the second wife, and then we all... the rest. - She laughed merrily. - You too have only one to laugh? He didn't answer.
№ 366897   Added MegaMozg 17-04-2019 / 16:04
- Go and do the job, even if you think its wrong.
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.
№ 366894   Added MegaMozg 17-04-2019 / 15:13
- Polokov unpleasantly surprised me with their composure, explained Dec. - Extremely prudent, cautious and alert all the time.
- Most of the Soviet police that and look, ' said garland.
№ 366882   Added MegaMozg 17-04-2019 / 14:05
Silence fell upon him from the walls and furniture; they took it all its terrible power, as if a giant injection engine, producing silence. She rose up from the gray carpet that covered from wall to wall - the floor. The silence was also broken loose from all or part of the kitchen units, who died long before the appearance of Isidore in the apartment. It flowed out of the useless wall lamps for living room and mixed with the emptiness and wordless threads of itself, which descended from the ceiling, covered with black bug spots. In short, the quietness appeared everywhere, as if was the main and sole part of all material objects.
№ 366859   Added MegaMozg 17-04-2019 / 10:22
The act of writing is the antidote and detoxification.
№ 126386   Added MegaMozg 08-01-2017 / 16:38
Hendricks looked at the boy. It was kind of strange. Spoke very little. But perhaps such they were, children who were able to survive in the midst of this horror. Quiet. Persistent. A strange fatalism had them. For them, there was nothing unexpected. They could move anything. Now was no longer any normal, any natural course of events, both mentally and physically, which would be neojidanno for them. The customs, habits, all of these determining forces of learning were gone.
№ 100558   Added MegaMozg 06-01-2017 / 03:33
I thought I was crazy my whole life and suddenly got a mind!
№ 95406   Added MegaMozg 05-01-2017 / 23:38