Elms are dying all over the place, it’s Dutch elm disease. […] It came from America on a load of logs, and it’s a fungal disease. That makes it sound even more as if it...

I told the Nicks I had to nix their idea. I mean it’s silly. Why would I name all my clones Nick Name? If I did that, what would their nicknames be?

I would not want to see any relaxation of the law prohibiting human cloning.

More than anything, I just want to be somebody. Somebody like my own clone.

There’s someone for everyone. And when my clones get here, everyone will be able to have that someone. Prices start at $99.

We’re all trying to come to terms with our mortality. Well, except for me, because I plan to live forever through the miracle of cloning.

I’m a competitor, and I welcome competition. My ideal matchup would be the best versus the best, or more concretely, me versus my clone. I don’t know if he’d beat me or if I’d beat...

Forget cloning. I can make people. It’s called sex, and it’s more fun than science.

My clone will have my mind, but I don’t mind. Two heads are better than one—especially when those two are one and the same.

The older I get, the more I’ve got going for me. Each yesterday is a new me I’ve got working for my collective experience, like an army of clones.

To take another person’s life for personal gain is the most selfish act imaginable. Especially when that other person is your clone.

How would I know which one I was?