The damnable frustration of revenge. Revenge is for dreams...never for reality.

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

Intellect is the ability to avoid belaboring the obvious.

The whole point of extravagance is to act like a fool and feel like a fool, but enjoy it.

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.

If you can have everything at fifty that you wanted when you were fifteen, you're happy.

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.