I don't have specific television ambitions in the sense that I remain fundamentally and academic, and so, my innermost ambitions are what's the next discovery I can make; that's in my direct center.

With automatic spell checkers running unleashed over what we compose, our era is that of correctly spelled typos.

The past is another planet.

It is astonishing to realize that until Galileo performed his experiments on the acceleration of gravity in the early seventeenth century, nobody questioned Aristotle's falling balls. Nobody said, Show Me!

I think the material that inspires artists is the fabric of the soul of civilization.

Luckily, there are some rocks left over from our earliest days, asteroids formed during our solar system's birth. Occasionally, some of them drop in on Earth, and when they do, they're called meteorites.

Dinosaurs are extinct today because they lacked opposable thumbs and the brainpower to build a space program.