Get the big truth first. If you get the big truth, the small truths will accumulate around it.

We have too many cellphones. We've got too many internets. We have got to get rid of those machines. We have too many machines now.

In sum, do not insult me with the beheadings, finger choppings or the lung-deflations you plan for my works. I need my head to shake or nod, my hand to wave or make into a fist, my lungs to shout or whisper with. I will not go gently onto a shelf, degutted, to become a non-book. All you umpires, back to the bleachers. Referees, hit the showers. It's my game. I pitch, I hit, I catch. I run the bases. At sunset I've won or lost. At sunrise, I'm out again, giving it the old try. And no one can help me. Not even you.

Love is easy, and I love writing.

We are anthill men upon an anthill world.

Don't they get afraid, then?" "They have a religion for that.

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