Most science fiction, quite frankly, is silly nonsense.

This was a Golden Age, a time of high adventure, rich living and hard dying... but nobody thought so. This was a future of fortune and theft, pillage and rapine, culture and vice... but nobody admitted it. This was an age of extremes, a fascinating century of freaks... but nobody loved it.

Tenser, said the Tensor. Tension, apprehension, and dissension have begun.

Be grateful that you only see the outward man. Be grateful that you never see the passions, the hatreds, the jealousies, the malice, the sicknesses... Be grateful you rarely see the frightening truth in people.

One of the things that everybody knows about space travel but never mentions is its aphrodisiac quality.

This was an age of extremes, a fascinating century of freaks... but nobody loved it.

If a man's got talent and guts to buck society, he's obviously above average. You want to hold on to him. You straighten him out and turn him into a plus value. Why throw him away? Do that enough and all you've got left are the sheep.