Occupation: Novelist Birth: December 16, 1928 Death: March 2, 1982
If the last to know he’s an addict is the addict, then maybe the last to know when a man means what he says is the man himself, he reflected..
Be happy now because tomorrow you are dying..
The silence of the world could not rein back it's greed. Not any longer. Not when it had virtually won..
No structure, even an artificial one, enjoys the process of entropy. It is the ultimate fate of everything, and everything resists it..
"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 and….
I became educated to the fact that the greatest pain does not come zooming down from a distant planet, but from the depths of the heart. Of course, b….
I love you,' Rachael said. 'If I entered a room and found a sofa covered with your hide I'd score very high on the Voigt-Kampff test..
You have to be with other people, he thought. In order to live at all. I mean before they came here I could stand it... But now it has changed. You c….
The odd thing in this world is that an eager-beaver type, with no original ideas, who mimes those in authority above him right to the last twist of n….
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 uninha….
Science fiction writers, I am sorry to say, really do not know anything..
Science fiction writers, I am sorry to say, really do not know anything. We can't talk about science, because our knowledge of it is limited and unof….
My major preoccupation is the question, 'What is reality ?' Many of my stories and novels deal with psychotic states or drug-induced states by which ….
I think that, like in my writing, reality is always a soap bubble, Silly Putty thing anyway. In the universe people are in, people put their hands th….
Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn't go away..
Are we to assist it in gaining power in order to save our lives? Is that the paradox of our earthly situation?.
But an artist, he realized. Or rather so-called artist. Bohemian. That's closer to it. The artistic life without the talent..
A weird time in which we are alive. We can travel anywhere we want, even to other planets. And for what? To sit day after day, declining in morale an….
How can days and happenings and moments so good become so quickly ugly, and for no reason, for no real reason? Just - change. With nothing causing it..
We do not have an ideal world, such as we would like, where morality is easy because cognition is easy. Where one can do right with no effort because….
Don't never participate in no bad scenes, he reminded himself; that was his motto in life..