It has occurred to me that the superhero really only originates in America. That seems to be the only country that has produced this phenomenon.

Now everything is wonderful and hazardous and nothing's hypothetical.

There is no substitute for practical experience, and if you want to write about people you ought to put down that comic book and go out and meet some of them rather than studying the way that Stan Lee or Chris Claremont depict people.

Culture is just a shambling zombie that repeats what it did in life; bits of it drop off, and it doesn't appear to notice.

There is no future. There is no past. Do you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every facet.

Why do we argue? Life's so fragile, a successful virus clinging to a speck of mud, suspended in endless nothing.

A lot of the critique of our growing mechanization was actually at its strongest, and arguably at its most perceptive, during the late '60s.