A good question is, of course, the key by which infinite answers can be educed.

Man's greatest asset is the unsettled mind.

My feeling is, quite simply, that if there is a God, He has done such a bad job that he isn't worth discussing.

If you're born in a cubicle and grow up in a corridor, and work in a cell, and vacation in a crowded sun-room, then coming up into the open with nothing but sky over you might just give you a nervous breakdown.

It seems to me, Golan, that the advance of civilization is nothing but an exercise in the limiting of privacy.

It is not so much that I have confidence in scientists being right, but that I have so much in nonscientists being wrong.

That's the harm of Close Encounters: that it convinces tens of millions that that's what just science fiction is.