I thought I would try to make a connection between two quotes, wound up being three, that Dick puts into the novel near the beginning. But I couldn't. At least not off the top of my head, where I do my best thinking. So anyone want to make a stab at it.
"I, that am curtailed of this fair proportion, cheated of future by dissembling nature, deformed, unfinished, sent before my time into this breathing world, scarce half made up, and that so lamely and unfashionable that dogs bark at me as I halt by them."
from Richard the Third, the beginning: The Winter of our discontent speech. Can be read in its entirety here
Also the music playing at the mortuary in Switzerland. Here are the translations:
Beethoven: Lamb of God, that takest away the sins of the world
Complete lyrics here
Verdi: Day of wrath, day that
will dissolve the world into burning coals,
as David bore witness with the Sibyl.
Complete lyrics with translation here
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