The television, that insidious beast, that Medusa which freezes a billion people to stone every night, staring fixedly, that Siren which called and sang and promised so much and gave, after all, so little.

I just want someone to hear what I have to say. And maybe if I talk long enough, it’ll make sense.

I have fun with ideas; I play with them.

Stuff your eyes with wonder.

We're a free society; we've got television. We have radio. We have newspapers. We have the videocassette, which is coming into play. These are new freedoms.

I was only kicking down the Christmas tree to get the star on top.

We are all . . . children of this universe. Not just Earth, or Mars, or this system, but the whole grand fireworks. And if we are interested in Mars at all, it is only because we wonder over our past and worry terribly about our possible future.