Philip K. Dick
Born: 12-15-1928
Philip K. Dick was an influential American science fiction writer known for exploring themes of reality, identity, and altered consciousness. Born in 1928, Dick authored over 40 novels and 120 short stories, including classics like "Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?" and "The Man in the High Castle." His works, often filled with existential questions and dystopian settings, have inspired numerous films and TV adaptations, cementing his legacy in speculative fiction.
Book summaries for books written by Philip K. Dick
Quotes
Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn't go away.
For everything in this journey of life we are on, there is a right wing and a left wing: for the wing of love there is anger; for the wing of destiny there is fear; for the wing of pain there is healing; for the wing of hurt there is forgiveness; for the wing of pride there is humility; for the wing of giving there is taking; for the wing of tears there is joy; for the wing of rejection there is acceptance; for the wing of judgment there is grace; for the wing of honor there is shame; for the wing of letting go there is the wing of keeping. We can only fly with two wings and two wings can only stay in the air if there is a balance. Two beautiful wings is perfection. There is a generation of people who idealize perfection as the existence of only one of these wings every time. But I see that a bird with one wing is imperfect. An angel with one wing is imperfect. A butterfly with one wing is dead. So this generation of people strive to always cut off the other wing in the hopes of embodying their ideal of perfection, and in doing so, have created a crippled race.
There are no documents, only interpretations.
I don't worry about terrorism. I was married for two years.
Imagine for a moment if we once were free. If we were self-determining creatures. Imagine, if you must, an autocrat so powerful that not only did he possess the power to enslave us with economic chains, he enslaved us with invisible chains of servile language as well.
We are all bound together by an invisible thread of hate, hard as iron, each noose-tightening the more each struggles. The hatred of the helpless is always the strongest.
You are what you do. A man is defined by his actions, not his memory.
Most of them
Life, at its best, is completely unpredictable.
Karma's a bitch, thought Etrepa.
The end is where we start from, thought Tagomi. The end of this life, this sudden death. In his mind as he prepared to die, he included them.
You can't put yourself into a box - that's like committing intellectual suicide.