What can any one person do?' he said. 'Each person does a little something,' I said, 'and there you are.

Every passing hour brings the Solar System forty three thousand miles closer to Globular Cluster M13 in Hercules — and still there are some misfits who insist that there is no such thing as progress.

The slaves were simply turned loose without any property. They were easily recognizable. They were black. They were suddenly free to go exploring.

Talent is extremely common. What is rare is the willingness to endure the life of the writer.

What do men want? They want a lot of pals, and they wish that people wouldn't get so mad at them.

There is no beginning, no middle, no end, no suspense, no moral, no causes, no effects. What we love in our books are the depths of many marvelous moments seen all at one time.

You can only be funny if you have matters of great importance on your mind.