Why make plans? The sun might well go out tomorrow.

Then there was Clark Ashton Smith, who wrote for Weird Tales and who had a wild imagination. He wasn't a very talented writer, but his imagination was wonderful.

I suspect that the word (art) was invented by second-rate intelligences to describe the incomprehensible activities of their betters.

If religions are diseases of the human psyche, as the philosopher Grintholde asserts, then religious wars must be reckoned the resultant sores and cankers infecting the aggregate corpus of the human race. Of all wars, these are the most detestable, since they are waged for no tangible gain, but only to impose a set of arbitrary credos upon another's mind.

Count me not your friend but the enemy of your enemies.

But Roy Rockwood, it was science fiction for the sake of science fiction.

Somebody else's ignorance is bliss.