No communication technology has ever disappeared, but instead becomes increasingly less important as the technological horizon widens.

This is the first age that's ever paid much attention to the future, which is a little ironic since we may not have one.

The person one loves never really exists, but is a projection focused through the lens of the mind onto whatever screen it fits with least distortion.

When one has to ask, "Am I really in love?" the answer is always "No".

Almost any seat was comfortable at one-sixth of a gravity.

Every age has its dreams, its symbols of romance. Past generations were moved by the graceful power of the great windjammers, by the distant whistle of locomotives pounding through the night, by the caravans leaving on the Golden Road to Samarkand, by quinqueremes of Nineveh from distant Ophir . . . Our grandchildren will likewise have their inspiration-among the equatorial stars. They will be able to look up at the night sky and watch the stately procession of the Ports of Earth-the strange new harbors where the ships of space make their planetfalls and their departures.

Good morning, doctors. I have taken the liberty of removing Windows 95 from my hard drive.