Philip José Farmer Quotes

I, who hated the fat, smug, oily, stinking, ignorant, hypocritical, parasitical priests! And their unfeeling, merciless, cruel God!

The ideal was the light; the real, the shadow.

It’s not what a person says but what he does that reveals his true character.

why should human beings have another chance at an afterlife? They were such miserable, conniving, self-deceiving, hypocritical wretches.

yet the world between them was wide.

Malory clung to his faith with fierce obliviousness to “facts”—in itself an indication that he had gone mad, if his critics were to be believed.

Yes, we hope to seed a new, rich earth.
We hope to breed a race of men whose power
Dwells in hearts as open as all Space
Itself, who ask for nothing but the light
That rinses the heart of hate so that the stars
Above will be below when man has Love.

Peter would find out that that was superstition, a reasoning from effect to cause, totally invalid. It was in a class with the belief that if you eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich while you were sitting in the outhouse, the devil would get you.

And love, if put off too long, was too late, wasted. It could not make up for the lost time, no matter how much was then poured out.

Sam’s heart felt as if it were being licked by a cat.

Sometimes I regret we are forbidden any violence whatsoever. Right now, I would like to kick you in the ass.

Kazz thought that putting a lump on Oskas’ head was very funny. He would have considered it to be even a better joke if the chief had drowned. Yet, among his crewmates, he was as sociable, tender, and compassionate a man as anyone could ask for. He was a primitive, and all primitives, civilized or preliterate, were tribal people. Only the tribe consisted of human beings and were treated as such. All outside the tribe though some might be considered friends, were not quite human. Therefore, they did not have to be treated as if they were completely human.

Resurrection, like politics, makes strange bedfellows.

Was destiny anything but chance? Probably. But the odds against this happening on Earth were infinity to one.

Look at those mountains. They go straight up, smooth as a politician denying he ever made a campaign promise.