Their house had real hardcover books in it, and you often saw them lying open on the sofa, the words still warm from being read.

I&#39;m not sure I always feel like I&#39;m in the seat. Sometimes I&#39;m only holding on by one hand and flying out behind the roller coaster. I don&#39;t know anybody who doesn&#39;t feel that way.

I&#39;ve had great fans, and they&#39;ve been so loyal over the years.

Back to Germany,” one of the cops said, surveying him. “I’m an American,” Frank Frink said. “You’re a Jew,” the cop said.

Written By Philip K. Dick

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