{"author":"Philip K. Dick","author_id":"Philip+K.+Dick","total_quotes":166,"quotes":[{"text":"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 person. That's pretty bad off, isn't it?","author":"Philip K. Dick","tags":["reality","sickness","world"],"id":2716,"author_id":"Philip+K.+Dick"},{"text":"A merry little surge of electricity piped by automatic alarm from the mood organ beside his bed awakened Rick Deckard.","author":"Philip K. Dick","tags":["science-fiction"],"id":2855,"author_id":"Philip+K.+Dick"},{"text":"Pious people spoke to God, and crazy people imagined that God spoke back.","author":"Philip K. Dick","tags":["faith","faithfulness","religion"],"id":3678,"author_id":"Philip+K.+Dick"},{"text":"Maybe I'll go where I can see stars, he said to himself as the car gained velocity and altitude; it headed away from San Francisco, toward the uninhabited desolation to the north. To the place where no living thing would go. Not unless it felt that the end had come.","author":"Philip K. Dick","tags":["escape","san-francisco"],"id":3807,"author_id":"Philip+K.+Dick"},{"text":"He saw two stars collapse against one another and a nova form; it flared up and then, as he watched, it began to die out. He saw it turn from a furiously blazing ring into a dim core of dead iron and then he saw it cool into darkness. More stars cooled with it; he saw the force of entropy, the method of the Destroyer of Forms, retract the stars into dull reddish coals and then into dust-like silence. A shroud of thermal energy hung uniformly over the world,over this strange and little world for which he had no love or use.It's dying, he realized. The universe. The thermal haze spread on and on until it became only a disturbance, nothing more; the sky glowed weakly with it and then flickered. Even the uniform thermal disbursement was expiring. How strange and goddamn awful, he thought. He got to his feet, moved a step toward the door.And there, on his feet, he died.They found him an hour later. Seth Morley stood with his wife at the far end of the knot of people jammed into the small room and said to himself, 'to keep him from helping with the prayer'. 'The same force that shut down the transmitter,' Ignatz Thugg said. 'They knew; they knew if he phrased the prayer it would go through. Even without the relay.' He looked gray and frightened. All of them did, Seth Morley noticed. Their faces, in the light of the room, had a leaden, stone-like cast. Like, he thought, thousand-year-old idols.Time, he thought, is shutting down around us. It is as if the future is gone, for all of us.","author":"Philip K. Dick","tags":["death","entropy","maze-of-death","philip-k-dick","reality","time"],"id":3832,"author_id":"Philip+K.+Dick"},{"text":"There exists, for everyone, a sentence - a series of words - that has the power to destroy you. Another sentence exists, another series of words, that could heal you. If you're lucky you will get the second, but you can be certain of getting the first.","author":"Philip K. Dick","tags":["incantation","magik","power-of-words"],"id":7683,"author_id":"Philip+K.+Dick"},{"text":"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 the idea is new, it is stimulating, and, probably most important of all, it sets off a chain-reaction of ramification-ideas in the mind of the reader; it so-to-speak unlocks the reader’s mind so that the mind, like the author’s, begins to create. Thus sf is creative and itinspires creativity, which mainstream fiction by-and-large does not do. We who read sf (I am speaking as a reader now, not a writer) read it because we love to experience this chain-reaction of ideas being set off in our minds by something we read, something with a new idea in it; hence the very best since fiction ultimately winds up being a collaboration between author and reader, in which both create and enjoy doing it: joy is the essential and final ingredient of science fiction, the joy of discovery of newness.","author":"Philip K. Dick","tags":["science-fiction"],"id":11607,"author_id":"Philip+K.+Dick"},{"text":"We'll fight back, we'll fight back, we'll fight back,' a man near Doctor Stockstill was chanting. Stockstill looked at him in astonishment, wondering who he would fight back against. Things were falling on them; did the man intend to fall back upward into the sky in some sort of revenge?","author":"Philip K. Dick","tags":["1960s","anti-war","atom-bomb","sci-fi"],"id":12934,"author_id":"Philip+K.+Dick"},{"text":"Retrograde time is forward time which has passed the turning point; then as it turns back it is freighted with the load of accumulated knowledge. It is information rich. Logically, then, in its retrograde tracking, it would divest itself of its knowledge: teach rather than learn, so that when it arrived at the other end, it would be information poor, even info empty.","author":"Philip K. Dick","tags":["big-bang","big-crunch","esp","evolution","future","radio","signal","singularity","time"],"id":13053,"author_id":"Philip+K.+Dick"},{"text":"And yet now and then he let himself steal a glance at her. Lovely dark colors of her skin, hair, and eyes. We are half-baked compared to them. Allowed out of the kiln before we were fully done. The old aboriginal myth; the truth, there.","author":"Philip K. Dick","tags":["admiration","humility","women"],"id":20010,"author_id":"Philip+K.+Dick"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":166,"pages":17,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}