But an artist, he realized. Or rather so-called artist. Bohemian. That's closer to it. The artistic life without the talent.
Philip K. DickBut at least he can still see the lights below us. Although maybe for him it doesn't matter.
Philip K. DickEmpathy, he once had decided, must be limited to herbivores or anyhow omnivores who could depart from a meat diet. Because,ultimately, the empathic gift blurred the boundaries between hunter and victim, between the successful and the defeated.
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