To get anywhere, or even to live a long time, a man has to guess, and guess right, over and over again, without enough data for a logical answer.

The brown monkey's instinct to kill is correct; such men are dangerous to all monkey customs.

I came, I saw, she conquered." The original Latin seems to have been garbled.

Little girls, like butterflies, need no excuse.

The worst that can possibly have happened to him is death and that we are all in for---if not this morning, then in days, or weeks, or years at most.

When a place gets crowded enough to require ID's, social collapse is not far away. It is time to go elsewhere. The best thing about space travel is that it made it possible to go elsewhere.

Remember this: once the human race is established on more than one planet and especially, in more than one solar system, there is no way now imaginable to kill off the human race.