As its best, SF is the medium in which our miserable certainty that tomorrow will be different from today in ways we cant predict, can be transmuted to a sense of excitement and anticipation, occasionally evolving into awe. Poised between intransigent scepticism and uncritical credulity, it is par excellence the literature of the open mind.

If there is such a phenomenon as absolute evil, it consists in treating another human being as a thing.

Don't bother explaining--I've heard all the excuses and the trouble is most of them are true.

We fret about how to keep going the same old way when we should be casting around for another way that’s better.

What in Gods name is it worth to be human, if we have to be saved from ourselves by a machine?

to travel faster than a speeding bullet is not much help if you and it are heading straight towards each other

As its best, SF is the medium in which our miserable certainty that tomorrow will be different from today in ways we cant predict, can be transmuted to a sense of excitement and anticipation, occasionally evolving into awe. Poised between intransigent scepticism and uncritical credulity, it is par excellence the literature of the open mind.