The world we know at present is in no fit state to take over the dreariest little meteor ... If we have the courage and patience, the energy and skill, to take us voyaging to other planets, then let us use some of these to tidy up and civilize this earth. One world at a time, please.

The greatest writers of this age... are aware of the mystery of our existence.

I never read the life of any important person without discovering that he knew more and could do more than I could ever hope to know or do in half a dozen lifetimes.

The real lost souls don't wear their hair long and play guitars. They have crew cuts and trained minds, sign on for research in biological warfare, and don't give their parents a moment's worry.

I fancy that the Hell of Too Many People would occupy a respectable place in the hierarchy of infernal regions.

Living in an age of advertisement, we are perpetually disillusioned.

Depending upon shock tactics is easy, whereas writing a good play is difficult. Pubic hair is no substitute for wit.