The time would not pass. Somebody was playing with the clocks, and not only the electronic clocks but the wind-up kind too. The second hand on my watch would twitch once, and a year would pass, and then it would twitch again. There was nothing I could do about it. As an Earthling I had to believe whatever clocks said -and calendars.

You know who was a hero? Franklin Roosevelt.

What should young people do with their lives today? Many things, obviously. But the most daring thing is to create stable communities in which the terrible disease of loneliness can be cured.

It's the emptiest and yet the fullest of all human messages: 'Good-bye.

You can't fight progress. The best you can do is ignore it, until it finally takes your livelihood and self-respect away.

Oh, God — the lives people try to lead. Oh, God — what a world they try to lead them in.

Hate, in the long run, is about as nourishing as cyanide.