Fear can make you do more wrong than hate or jealousy. If you’re afraid you don’t commit yourself to life completely; fear makes you always, always hold something back. You shouldn’t be alone. It’s killing you; it’s undermining you. All the time, every day, you should be somewhere with people.
Interpretation
Fear can hinder full participation in life and lead to isolation.
Philip K. Dick's quote emphasizes the detrimental effects of fear on an individual's ability to engage with life and connect with others. When fear prevails, it not only prevents us from committing fully but also fosters a sense of isolation that can be damaging to our well-being. The quote suggests that companionship and social interaction are essential for a fulfilling life, and that yielding to fear ultimately undermines our potential to experience joy and connection.
In practice
During a motivational speech about overcoming personal barriers.
We are living in a computer-programmed reality, and the only clue we have to it is when some variable is changed, and some alteration in reality occurs. We have the overwhelming impression that we were reliving the present - deja vu.
Don't try to solve serious matters in the middle of the night.
On some other world, possibly it is different. Better. There are clear good and evil alternatives. Not these obscure admixtures, these blends, with no proper tool by which to untangle the components.
"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 android," he said, "doesn't care what happens to another android. That's one of the indications we look for." "Then," Miss Luft said, "you must be an android."
The universe is information and we are stationary in it, not three dimensional and not in space or time.
A man is an angel that has gone deranged.
Enough! we're tired, my heart and I. We sit beside the headstone thus, And wish that name were carved for us. The moss reprints more tenderly The hard types of the mason's knife, As Heaven's sweet life renews earth's life With which we're tired, my heart and I .... In this abundant earth no doubt Is little room for things worn out: Disdain them, break them, throw them by! And if before the days grew rough We once were loved, used, - well enough, I think, we've fared, my heart and I.
And here am I, budding among the ruins with only sorrow to bite on, as if weeping were a seed and I the earth's only furrow.
Life is not merely to be alive, but to be well.
Life was always a matter of waiting for the right moment to act.
Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs.
Exhaustion pays no mind to age or beauty. Like rain and earthquakes and hail and floods.
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