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In all possible universes, Monday was the same.
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The unconscious is selective, when it learns what to listen for.
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He flushes at his presence in a comfort station.
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When two people dream the same dream, it ceases to be an illusion.
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A lot can be said for the infinite mercies of God, but the smarts of a good pharmacist, when you get down to it, is worth more.
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If you can get them to see the world as you do, they will think as you do.
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'We should celebrate,' Rita said.'Yes. I'm where I wanted to be.' Benteley sipped the remains of his drink. 'Working for the Directorate. Sworn in to the Quizmaster. That’s what I set out for, that day. It seems like a long time ago. Well, I've finally arrived.' He gazed down at his glass and was silent.'How do you feel?''Not much different.'
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The book business is hidebound.
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I am a fictionalizing philosopher, not a novelist.
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Don't try to solve serious matters in the middle of the night.
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I realized, then, that I had stood without intending to. Flight reaction, I said to myself. Instinctive. Upon experiencing close adversaries. The lizard part of the brain.
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Comprehension follows perception.
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Robert Arctor halted. Stared at them, at the straights in their fat suits, their fat ties, their fat shoes, and he thought, Substance D can’t destroy their brains; they have none.
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The universe is information and we are stationary in it, not three dimensional and not in space or time.
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I want to write about people I love, and put them into a fictional world spun out of my own mind, not the world we actually have, because the world we actually have does not meet my standards.
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The core of my writing is not art but truth.
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Writing is a lonely way of life. You shut yourself up in your study and work and work.
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'matter is plastic in the face of mind.'
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Madness, like small fish, runs in hosts, in vast numbers of instances.
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The highway construction truck tore up the street at forty miles an hour.
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Movies like 'Westworld' used ideas I'd thought of a long time ago.
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Certainly it constitutes bad news if the people who agree with you are buggier than batshit.
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Can anyone alter fate? All of us combined...or one great figure...or someone strategically placed, who happens to be in the right spot. Chance. Accident. And our lives, our world, hanging on it.
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'God,' Eldritch said, 'promises eternal life. I can do better; I can deliver it.'