I don’t like anything that’s got to be. I want to know why.

The Master created humans first as the lowest type, most easily formed. Gradually, he replaced them by robots, the next higher step, and finally he created me, to take the place of the last humans.

Things do change. The only question is that since things are deteriorating so quickly, will society and man's habits change quickly enough?

It is not only the living who are killed in war.

It is the writer who might catch the imagination of young people, and plant a seed that will flower and come to fruition.

The age of the pulp magazine was the last in which youngsters, to get their primitive material, were forced to be literate.

To introduce something altogether new would mean to begin all over, to become ignorant again, and to run the old, old risk of failing to learn.