It's precisely the disappointing stories, which have no proper ending and therefore no proper meaning, that sound true to life.

Travelling, gentlemen, is medieval, today we have means of communication, not to speak of tomorrow and the day after, means of communication that bring the world into our homes, to travel from one place to another is atavistic.

There are all sorts of ways of murdering a person or at least his soul, and that's something no police in the world can spot.

Every uniform corrupts one's character.

Technology as the knack of eliminating the world as resistance,... the technologist's worldlessness.... My mistake lay in the factthat we technologists try to live without death.

You can put anything into words, except your own life.

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