But an artist, he realized. Or rather so-called artist. Bohemian. That's closer to it. The artistic life without the talent.

I love you,' Rachael said. 'If I entered a room and found a sofa covered with your hide I'd score very high on the Voigt-Kampff test.

Maybe each human being lives in a unique world, a private world, a world different from those inhabited and experienced by all other humans.

Should we have a leader or should we think for ourselves? Obviously the latter in principle. But-sometimes there lies a gulf between what is theoretically right and that which is practical.

It's easy to win. Anybody can win.

Insanity - to have to construct a picture of one's life, by making inquiries of others.

You mean old books?" "Stories written before space travel but about space travel." "How could there have been stories about space travel before --" "The writers," Pris said, "made it up.