One thing you who had secure or happy childhoods should understand about those of us who did not. We who control our feelings, who avoid conflicts at all costs, or seem to seek them. Who are hypersensitive, self-critical, compulsive, workaholic, and above all survivors. We are not that way from perversity, and we cannot just relax and let it go. We’ve learned to cope in ways you never had to.

Bink knew the dolphin only from old pictures; it was a kind of magic fish that breathed air instead of water.

SF is the literature of the theoretically possible, and F is the literature of the impossible.

I don't want ever to be guilty of what my critics claim: doing formula without original elements.

Obviously it could be, because it was.

The biggest fool is the one who thinks he knows it all.

But one must go where one's road leads, even when it's a distressing road.