Once every hundred years, the Los Angeles smog rolls away for a single night, leaving the air as clean as interstellar space. That way the gods can see if Los Angeles is still there. If it is, they roll the smog back so they won't have to look at it.

Intelligence is just a tool to be used toward a goal, and goals are not always chosen intelligently.

Anything that can go wrong, will

In challenging a kzin, a simple scream of rage is sufficient. You scream and you leap.

SF isn't a genre; SF is the matrix in which genres are embedded, and because the SF field is never going in any one direction at any one time, there is hardly a way to cut it off.

I do suspect that privacy was a passing fad.

In the world of words the imagination is one of the forces of nature.