In a collaboration, each author will do 75% of the work.

Spray a book with insect spray, drop it in a bag, add some mothballs and seal it. Put it in another bag and seal it. Another. The packages piled up on the floor, each a book sealed in four plastic envelopes.

Consider the true picture. Think of myriads of tiny bubbles, very sparsely scattered, rising through a vast black sea. We rule some of the bubbles. Of the waters we know nothing.

There is a technical, literary term for those who mistake the opinions and beliefs of characters in a novel for those of the author. The term is 'idiot'.

I do not believe they've run out of surprises.

The dinosaurs became extinct because they didn't have a space program.

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