“Mountains, Bruce, mountains,†the manager said.
“Mountains, Bruce, mountains,†Bruce said and gazed.
“echolalia, Bruce, echolalia,†the manager said. “echolalia, Bruce—â€
“Okay, Bruce,†the manager said, and shut the cabin door behind him, thinking, I believe I’ll put him among the carrots. Or beets. Something simple. Something that won’t puzzle him.
Philip K. Dick