I don't believe people let things slide away. It's the nature of the universe that everything dissolves into oblivion and by every route possible, but human beings invest a lot of cleverness trying to cling to past events, real or imagined. And because we can't succeed, we get angry and frustrated and feel guilty. Except the Buddhists.

A community is a small group working together. Community scales by adding groups, and building connections between them, not enlarging them.

How could anyone survive even a single day, if he didn't feel as if he was, in some little great way, needed?

Occasionally, I'll dream I'm in the factory. That will help me write. Not creatively, but more like a prod. I don't want to go back there.

For honest insight into who you are, don't ask yourself what your priorities are for next week. Ask what your priorities were last week.

Science fiction is really a rather tiny business compared with its giant cousin, which is fantasy.

A brilliant mind was never as clever as three average minds sniffing after something of interest.