Philip José Farmer
Quotes
Tell me, is this true or is it just one of those tales that people like to make up to worry others?
p. 19
The Dark DesignAll the human beings I met were either sure that there would be no afterlife or else that they would get preferential treatment in the hereafter.
p. 17
To Your Scattered Bodies GoHis wife had held him in her arms as if she could keep death away from him.
He had cried out, "My God, I am a dead man!"
p. 1
To Your Scattered Bodies GoResurrection, like politics, makes strange bedfellows.
p. 1
The Fabulous RiverboatWhere this area had been beautiful with its many trees and bright grass and the colored blooms of the vines that covered the trees, it was now like a battlefield. It had been necessary to create ugliness to build a beautiful boat.
p. 87
The Fabulous RiverboatHis thinking wasn’t logical. But whatever the philosophers claimed, the main use of logic was to justify your emotions.
p. 158
The Fabulous RiverboatNightmare in paradise. Or what could have been paradise if so many human beings did not insist on make in a hell of it.
p. 64
The Dark DesignBurton sighed, laughed loudly, and said, “Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose.” Another fairy tale to give men hope. The old religions have been discredited — although some refuse to face even that fact — so new ones must be invented.”
p. 179
To Your Scattered Bodies GoIn a frenzy, kicking his legs and moving his arms in a swimmer's breaststroke, he managed to fight toward the rod. The closer he got to it, the stronger the web of force became. He did not give up. If he did, he would be back where he had been and without enough strength to begin fighting again. It was not his nature to give up until all his strength had been expended.
p. 4
To Your Scattered Bodies GoIt was like no hell or heaven of which he had ever heard or read, and he had thought that he was acquainted with every theory of the afterlife.
He had died. Now he was alive. He had scoffed all his life at a life-after-death. For once, he could not deny that he had been wrong. But there was no one present to say, "I told you so, you damned infidel!"
Of all the millions, he alone was awake.
p. 3
To Your Scattered Bodies GoOf course, I’m only indulging in mankind’s vice of trying to make a symbol out of coincidence.
p. 34
The Fabulous RiverboatHe was stiff and sometimes a little strange, which was what you’d expect from an engineer, but he had a moral backbone as inflexible as a fossilized dinosaur’s.
p. 168
The Fabulous Riverboat


