It pays to be obvious, especially if you have a reputation for subtlety.

The world of A.D. 2014 will have few routine jobs that cannot be done better by some machine than by any human being. Mankind will therefore have become largely a race of machine tenders.

When I sit down at the typewriter, I write. Someone once asked me if I had a fixed routine before I start, like setting up exercises, sharpening pencils, or having a drink of orange juice. I said, "No, the only thing I do before I start writing is to make sure that I'm close enough to the typewriter to reach the keys."

Working ten hour days allows you to fall behind twice as fast as you could working five hour days.

Many a prophecy, by the mere force of its being believed, is transmuted to fact.

It has always been my ambition to die in harness with my head face down on a keyboard and my nose caught between two of the keys.

Maybe happiness is this: not feeling like you should be elsewhere, doing something else, being someone else.