As a species, we have evolved to survive. And the way we do it is by straining and straining and, at last, every few generaitons, giving brith to genius. The one who invents the wheel. And light. And flight. The one who builds a city, a nation, an empire...I'll put it bluntly. Human beings are free excpet when humanity needs them. Maybe humanity needs you. To do something. Maybe humanity needs me - to find out what you're good for.

Early to bed and early to rise," Mazer intoned, "makes a man stupid and blind in the eyes.

Take me home, he said silently to Graff. In my dream you said you loved me. Take me home

Unemployment is capitalism's way of getting you to plant a garden.

He is dead, she thought bitterly, because we have forgotten him.

You know how writers are... they create themselves as they create their work. Or perhaps they create their work in order to create themselves.

Every person is defined by the communities she belongs to.