This was all he wanted now. Some signs that the immense world would accept him and give him the long time he needed to think all the things that must be thought.

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

Digression is the soul of wit.

When you reach the stars, boy, yes, and live there forever, all the fears will go, and Death himself will die.

I love writing, it's the center of my life. If you don't love what you do, you'd better find something else to love. Otherwise, you don't have a reason for living.

We're going to become the martians when we land there. When we explore and build communities, we become the martians. That's a wonderful destiny for all of us.

Kill two birds with one stone, feed the homeless to the hungry.