There are moments when rather than reforming the human race I'd like to abandon it altogether and go become, say, one of Dr. O'Reilly's macaques, which have to have more sense.

It is not an easy thing to put on a wet sock.

Science fiction is an amazing literature: plot elements that you would think would be completely worn out by now keep changing into surprising new forms.

It is my belief that everything you need to know about the world can be learned in a church choir.

I hate sequels. They're never as good as the first book.

I learned everything I know about plot from Dame Agatha (Christie).

It was about a girl who helps an ugly old woman who turns out to be a good fairy in disguise. Inner values versus shallow appearances.