I want you to adore the Universe, to be easily delighted, but to be prompt as well with impatience with those artists who offend your own deep notions of what the Universe is or should be. ‘This above all ...’

The moral of the story is we're here on Earth to fart around. And, of course, the computers will do us out of that. And, what the computer people don't realize, or they don't care, is we're dancing animals. You know, we love to move around.

One of the few good things about modern times: If you die horribly on television, you will not have died in vain. You will have entertained us.

All was forgiven. All living things were brothers, and all dead things were even more so.

Sometimes I think it is a great mistake to have matter that can think and feel. It complains so.

Any scientist who can't explain to an eight-year-old what he is doing is a charlatan.

Call me Jonah. My parents did, or nearly did. They called me John.