The world, like a great iris of an even more gigantic eye, which has also just opened and stretched out to encompass everything, stared back at him.

We need not to be let alone. We need to be really bothered once in a while.

Hollywood was a good influence because I was madly in love with films, and the films had a direct influence on me.

We are living in a time when flowers are trying to live on flowers, instead of on good rain and black loam.

We must move into the universe. Mankind must save itself. We must escape the danger of war and politics. We must become astronauts and go out into the universe and discover the God in ourselves.

I discovered very early on that if you wanted a thing, you went for it - and you got it. Most people never go anywhere, or want anything - so they never get anything.

Why all this insistence on the senses? Because in order to convince your reader that he is THERE, you must assault each of his senses, in turn, with color, sound, taste, and texture. If your reader feels the sun on his flesh, the wind fluttering his shirt sleeves, half your fight is won. The most improbable tales can be made believable, if your reader, through his senses, feels certain that he stands at the middle of events. He cannot refuse, then, to participate. The logic of events always gives way to the logic of the senses.