I live, like every real man, in my work.

I don't believe in providence and fate, as a technologist I am used to reckoning with the formulae of probability.

Why do dying people never shed tears?

My greatest fear: repetition.

Perhaps there are only a few women who experience without deception the overwhelming intoxication of the senses which they expectfrom their encounters with men, which they feel bound to expect because of the fuss made about it in novels, written by men.

Time does not change us. It just unfolds us.

We live in an age of reproduction. Most of what makes up our personal picture of the world we have never seen with our own eyes--or rather, we've seen it with our own eyes, but not on the spot: our knowledge comes to us from a distance, we are televiewers, telehearers, teleknowers.