What was life worth, anyway, if you had to sit around remembering not to mention this, that, and the other thing because someone else might be upset?

The result is ... that there's no room left in the world for the weird – though plenty for crude, contemptuous, wisecracking, fun-poking imitations of it.

Not for the first time Richard reflected that this age's vaunted 'communications industry' had chiefly provided people and nations with the means of frightening to death and simultaneously boring to extinction themselves and each other.

There are vampires and vampires, and not all of them suck blood.

What was life worth, anyway, if you had to sit around remembering not to mention this, that, and the other thing because someone else might be upset?

A scientist ought to have a healthy disregard for coincidences.

Better freedom and a chilly road than a warm hearth and servitude.