Numbers written on restaurant bills within the confines of restaurants do not follow the same mathematical laws as numbers written on any other pieces of paper in any other parts of the Universe. This single fact took the scientific world by storm.

Obviously somebody had been appallingly incompetent and he hoped to God it wasn't him.

I find the whole business of religion profoundly interesting. But it does mystify me that otherwise intelligent people take it seriously.

I think fish is nice, but then I think that rain is wet, so who am I to judge?

Generally, old media don't die. They just have to grow old gracefully. Guess what, we still have stone masons. They haven't been the primary purveyors of the written word for a while now of course, but they still have a role because you wouldn't want a TV screen on your headstone.

It takes an awful lot of time to not write a book.

Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the western spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow pizza.