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Owning and maintaining a fraud had a way of gradually demoralizing one.
‘Kipple is useless objects, like junk mail or match folders after you use the last match or gum wrappers or yesterday’s homeopape. When nobody’s around, kipple reproduces itself. For instance, if you go to bed leaving any kipple around your apartment, when you wake up the next morning there’s twice as much of it. It always gets more and more.’
I’ll tell you what we trust that fouls us up, Roy; it’s our goddamn superior intelligence!’
‘See, now we have nothing to hide; what we’ve always wanted has come true. It’s a dream!’
I never felt this way before. We are machines, stamped out like bottle caps. It’s an illusion that I – I personally – really exist; I’m just representative of a type.’

