First you jump off the cliff and build your wings on the way down.
You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.
We are an impossibility in an impossible universe.
Ours is a culture and a time immensely rich in trash as it is in treasures.
Without libraries what have we? We have no past and no future.
[One, he observes, is as a corrupt executive in] A Sound of Thunder, … Thunderbirds.
Science fiction is the art of the possible not the impossible.
We have everything we need to be happy, but we aren’t happy. Something’s missing.