Sawbeaked epitome of bodiless Idea, tossed by gusts of ether, dive Through abstract mists and raid the sea of fact Eat rich strange fish, grow long bright feathers, press Form's flesh around thought's rib, and so derive From the act… — Philip Jose Farmer Copy Share Image
The brain, knowing that a person can't live forever in this world, rationalizes a future, or other-dimensional, world in which immortality is possible. In other words, religion is the earliest form of science fiction. — Philip Jose Farmer Copy Share Image
Miles above the Earth we know , Fancy's rocket roars. Below, Here and Now are needles which Sew a pattern black as pitch, Waiting… — Philip Jose Farmer Copy Share Image
“The n'k did not want to be enlightened. They resented the truth as if it threatened them. In this respect, they are most like… — Philip José Farmer Copy Share Image
One thing is sure, O comrades, that the love That fights to keep us rooted in the earth, But also urges us to dare… — Philip Jose Farmer Copy Share Image
By now you must have accepted the fact that your religion , in fact, none of the Earthly religions, truly knew what the afterlife… — Philip Jose Farmer Copy Share Image
“Look at those mountains. They go straight up, smooth as a politician denying he ever made a campaign promise.” — Philip José Farmer Copy Share Image
“First, humiliation, then humility, he would have said. And then comes humanity as a matter of course.” — Philip José Farmer Copy Share Image
Sawbeaked epitome of bodiless Idea, tossed by gusts of ether, dive Through abstract mists and raid the sea of fact Eat rich strange fish,… — Philip Jose Farmer Copy Share Image
All the human beings I met were either sure that there would be no afterlife or else that they would get preferential treatment in… — Philip Jose Farmer Copy Share Image
Let those who think the soul is shallow rail, They must be warned before they dare to leap They'll plunge into the twilight depths… — Philip Jose Farmer Copy Share Image
Caught Beauty , held to light, now apes A good, now evil, thing the shifting sign And spectrum of archaic, psychic shapes. — Philip Jose Farmer Copy Share Image
