Look, whispered Chuck, and George lifted his eyes to heaven. (There is always a last time for everything.) Overhead, without any fuss, the stars were going out.
The space elevator will be built about 50 years after everyone stops laughing.
The one fact about the future of which we can be certain is that it will be utterly fantastic.
When one has to ask, "Am I really in love?" the answer is always "No".
No trilogy should have more than four books.
They had not yet attained the stupefying boredom of omnipotence; their experiments did not always succeed.