The fish that first ventured ashore had considerable practical problems.

I think the first duty of all art, including fiction of any kind, is to entertain. That is to say, to hold interest. No matter how worthy the message of something, if it's dull, you're just not communicating.

Let us settle down to the serious business of getting drunk.

Machines can only find what ignorant men have programmed them to find.

I have yet to see any problem, however complicated, which, when you looked at it in the right way, did not become still more complicated.

If we knew exactly what to expect throughout the Solar System, we would have no reason to explore it.

We live with our archetypes, but can we live in them?