It frequently happens that I begin a novel with just a visual image of something, a vague sense of people in three dimensional space.

The genius of rock music is that it matched the cultural hysteria around it.

World is supposed to mean something that's self-contained. but nothing is self-contained.

The future is always a wholeness, a sameness. We're all tall and happy there,' she said. 'This is why the future fails. It always fails. It can never be the cruel happy place we want to make it.

It frequently happens that I begin a novel with just a visual image of something, a vague sense of people in three dimensional space.

There is a balance, a kind of standoff between the time continuum and the human entity, our frail bundle of soma and psyche. We eventually succumb to time, it's true, but time depends on us. We carry it in our muscles and genes, pass it on to the next set of time-factoring creatures, our brown-eyed daughters and jug-eared sons, or how would the world keep going. Never mind the time theorists, the cesium devices that measure the life and death of the smallest silvery trillionth of a second.... We were the only crucial clocks, our minds and bodies, way stations for the distribution of time.

He speaks in your voice, American, and there's a shine in his eye that's halfway hopeful.