Philip K. Dick, The Man In The High Castle Quotes
Truth, she thought. As terrible as death. But harder to find.
A weird time in which we are alive. We can travel anywhere we want, even to other planets. And for what? To sit day after day, declining in morale and hope.
We are all insects. Groping towards something terrible or divine.
I should not yield to it, he told himself once again as he walked along carrying the briefcase. Compulsion-obsession-phobia. But he could not free himself. It in my grip, I in its, he thought.
