I never got good at predicting what millions of people will suddenly decide is rational.

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'.

Species evolve to meet the environment. An intelligent species changes the environment to suit itself. As soon as a species becomes intelligent, it should stop evolving.

That's the thing about people who think they hate computers. What they really hate is lousy programmers.

I've got five or six unpublished stories kicking around looking for somebody to buy them.

There were timelines branching and branching, a mega-universe of universes, millions more every minute. Billions? Trillions? The universe split every time someone made a decision. Split, so that every decision ever made could go both ways. Every choice made by every man, woman, and child was reversed in the universe next door.

The witnessing of titanic events is always dangerous, usually painful, and often fatal.