Life is short. Art, or something not life, is long, stretching out endless, like concrete worm. Flat, white, unsmoothed by any passage over or across it. Here I stand. But no longer. Philip K. Dick

Perhaps if you know you are insane then you are not insane. Philip K. Dick

Whom the gods notice they destroy.

If I had known it was harmless I would have killed it myself. Philip K. Dick

One long-past innocent day