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“To live is to be haunted.” ― Philip K. Dick, Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said

 Grief causes you to leave yourself. You step outside your narrow little pelt. And you can’t feel grief unless you’ve had love before it - grief is the final outcome of love, because it’s love lost. […] It’s the cycle of love completed: to love, to lose, to feel grief, to leave, and then to love again. Grief is the awareness that you will have to be alone, and there is nothing beyond that because being alone is the ultimate final destiny of each individual living creature. That’s what death is, the great loneliness.”

― Philip K. Dick, Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said

“This kind of neighborhood did not please him; he had seen it a million times, duplicated throughout the face of the earth. It had been from such as this that he had fled, early in his life, to use his sixness as a method of getting out. And now he had come back.

He did not object to the people: he saw them as trapped here, the ordinaries, who through no fault of their own had to remain. They had not invented it; they did not like it; they endured it, as he had not had to. In fact, he felt guilty, seeing their grim faces, their turned-down mouths. Jagged, unhappy mouths.”
― Philip K. Dick, Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said

“When you are crazy you learn to keep quiet.” ― Philip K. Dick, VALIS

 “This is a mournful discovery.

1)Those who agree with you are insane
2)Those who do not agree with you are in power.”
― Philip K. Dick, VALIS

“If I had known it was harmless I would have killed it myself.”
― Philip K. Dick, A Scanner Darkly

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