The unconscious is selective, when it learns what to listen for.

I am one of the elect, one of the few in the know, in the gnosis.

My schedule for today lists a six-hour self-accusatory depression.

When two people dream the same dream, it ceases to be an illusion.

Movies like 'Westworld' used ideas I'd thought of a long time ago.

If you think this Universe is bad, you should see some of the others.

I don't write beautifully - I just write reports about our condition.

Madness, like small fish, runs in hosts, in vast numbers of instances.

My life and creative work are justified and completed by Blade Runner.

Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn't go away.

I'd like to see you move up to the goat class, where I think you belong.

Science fiction writers, I am sorry to say, really do not know anything.

The cries of the dead are terrible indeed; you should try not to hear them.

No matter how long a log stays in the water, it doesn't become a crocodile.

The most dangerous kind of person... is one who is afraid of his own shadow.

I like her; I could watch her the rest of my life. She has breasts that smile.

Those who refused to respond to the new stimulus would perish. Adapt or perish.

Skill is a function of chance. It’s an intuitive best-use of chance situations.

When I believe, I am crazy. When I don't believe, I suffer psychotic depression.

When I believe, I am crazy. When I don’t believe, I suffer psychotic depression.

I dreamed: I am the fish whose flesh is eaten, and because I am fat, it is good.

Either I've invented a whole new logic or, ahem, I'm not playing with a full deck.

It is futile to try to make the universe add up. But I guess we must go on anyhow.

Writing is a lonely way of life. You shut yourself up in your study and work and work.

How much of what we call 'reality' is actually out there or rather within our own head?

Insanity - to have to construct a picture of one's life, by making inquiries of others.

…we all lie to ourselves; we tell our own selves more lies than we ever do other people.

Don't never participate in no bad scenes, he reminded himself; that was his motto in life.

For each person there is a sentence—a series of words—which has the power to destroy them.

Giving me a a new idea is like handing a cretin a gun, but I do thank you anyhow, bang bang.

But at least he can still see the lights below us. Although maybe for him it doesn't matter.

Certainly it constitutes bad news if the people who agree with you are buggier than batshit.

Sometimes one must try anything, it is no disgrace. On the contrary, it is a sign of wisdom.

Whom the gods notice they destroy. Be small... and you will escape the jealousy of the great.

Perhaps if you know you are insane then you are not insane. Or you are becoming sane, finally.

There is no route out of the maze. The maze shifts as you move through it, because it is alive.

In a civil war… every side is wrong. It’s hopeless to try to untangle it. Everyone is a victim.

I am basically analytical, not creative; my writing is simply a creative way of handling analysis.

We should take mothers in high seas and drown them there, they are as poisonous as lead in the air.

The will to believe chases out the rational mind, whenever and wherever the two come into conflict.

I mean, knowing people, people are terrified of the unknown and they want to just kill the unknown.

Activity does not necessarily mean life. Quasars are active. And a monk meditating is not inanimate.

The silence of the world could not rein back it's greed. Not any longer. Not when it had virtually won.

The universe is information and we are stationary in it, not three dimensional and not in space or time.

Every time I see a picture of Stalin I look him square in the eye and I say: You're a meat eater, Joseph.

She makes life over, he realized. She controls life, whereas I just sit on my can and let it happen to me.

The ultimate problem confronting me all my life has been the senseless injury to and neglect of my sister.

I never liked the idea of doing what a machine says. I hate having to salute something built in a factory.

In a nutshell-I fear authority but at the same time I resent it-the authority and my own fear. So I rebel.

Amazed, Fat said, "She's decomposing and yet she's still giving birth?" "Only to monsters," Dr. Stone said.

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