It isn't all over; everything has not been invented; the human adventure is just beginning.

We are on a journey to keep an appointment with whatever we are.

In the 24th century there will be no hunger, there will be no greed, and all the children will know how to read.

I wish I had more control, more like Edgar Rice Burroughs had, but I'm a realist, too. I work in television. I don't know that I would want to spend the rest of my life controlling my characters.

Religions vary in their degree of idiocy, but I reject them all.

Art is really people asking the eternal question, "What is it all about?"

For Star Trek proves, as faulty as individual episodes could be, is that the much-maligned common man and common woman has an enormous hunger for brotherhood. They are ready for the twenty-third century now, and they are light-years ahead of their petty governments and their visionless leaders.