My point has always been that, ever since the Industrial Revolution, science fiction has been the most important genre there is.

My gratitude extends beyond the limits of my capacity to express it.

Truth, I have learned, differs for everybody. Just as no two people ever see a rainbow in exactly the same place - and yet both most certainly see it, while the person seemingly standing right underneath it does not see it at all - so truth is a question of where one stands, and the direction one is looking in at the time.

After doing extensive research, I can definitely tell you that single malt whiskies are good to drink.

Soon equates to good, later to worse, Uagen Zlepe, scholar. Therefore, immediacy.

But it was pointless, it was stupid; he thought about thoughtless things. If I were a seabird . . . but how could you be a seabird? If you were a seabird your brain would be tiny and stupid and you would love half-rotted fish guts and tweaking the eyes out of little grazing animals; you would know no poetry and you could never appreciate flying as fully as the human on the ground yearning to be you. If you wanted to be a seabird you deserved to be one.

Intellectual achievement. The exercise of skill. Human feeling.