Philip K. Dick Quotes
I used to dig in the garden, and there isn't anything fantastic or ultradimensional about crab grass... unless you are a SF writer, in which case, pretty soon you're viewing crabgrass with suspicion. What are its real motives? And who sent it in the first place? The question I always found myself asking was, 'What is it, really?'
Philip K. Dick
Quotes to Explore
During my childhood, I was surrounded by actors, and all I remember is they were fun to be around. That kind of sticks.
Jack Davenport
Hit songs are mysterious and slippery beasts; few artists have a lock on them. This means that many people, like me, have become fans of songs rather than fans of artists.
Dan Hill
At any Maroon 5 concert, you'll see a room backstage marked 'yoga.'
Adam Levine
Maroon 5
When I was writing my dissertation, I wrote about Freud and the process of sublimation, which is when you learn to stop breast-feeding, or stop going to the toilet whenever you want to. It's about learning to repress a desire for instant gratification.
Bat for Lashes
It turns out that globalisation, while promising sameness through brand-name consumption, was fostering, through uneven economic growth, an intense feeling of difference.
Pankaj Mishra
You can never get enough of what you don't want.
Wayne Dyer
As I mentioned, I was a carpenter for a time.
Jack Vance
Being by the ocean is the greatest thing.
Genesis Rodriguez
Though lust do masque in ne'er so strange disguise she's oft found witty, but is never wise.
John Webster
You ever notice that people who believe in creationism look really unevolved? Eyes real close together, big furry hands and feet. 'I believe God created me in one day.' Yeah, looks like he rushed it.
Bill Hicks
The doughy-faced woman has been forced to sit on the sidelines of culture for too long, and it's now time for us to stand up with our big round faces like the moon and say we have things to say, too. We have a round-faced agenda we want to push.
Caitlin Moran
I used to dig in the garden, and there isn't anything fantastic or ultradimensional about crab grass... unless you are a SF writer, in which case, pretty soon you're viewing crabgrass with suspicion. What are its real motives? And who sent it in the first place? The question I always found myself asking was, 'What is it, really?'
Philip K. Dick
