"For where thou art, there is the world itself, With every several pleasure in the world, And where thou art not, desolation."

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Maybe I'll go where I can see stars, he said to himself as the car gained velocity and altitude; it headed away from San Francisco, toward the uninhabited desolation to the north. To the place where no living thing would go. Not unless it felt that the end had come.

— Philip K. Dick