I define science fiction as the art of the possible. Fantasy is the art of the impossible.

Now that I have you thoroughly confused, let me pause to hear your own dismayed cry.

Edgar Allen Poe really started me when I was 8. I fell in love with everything of his.

I came on the old and best ways of writing through ignorance and experiment and was startled when truths leaped out of brushes like quail before gunshot.

They are so confident that they will run on forever. But they won't run on. They don't know that this is all one huge big blazing meteor that makes a pretty fire in space, but that some day it'll have to hit.

You've been put on the world to love the act of being alive.

What are you up to now?" "I'm sill crazy. The rain feels good. I love to walk in it.