Now death is with us in such abundance and hovers over us in so massive a form that we don't have time to invent a mythology, nor is our creativity directed toward same. Now it's to prevent death.

It has forever been thus: So long as men write what they think, then all of the other freedoms - all of them - may remain intact. And it is then that writing becomes a weapon of truth, an article of faith, an act of courage.

But it makes you wonder, doesn't it? Just how normal are we? Just who are the people we nod our hellos to as we pass on the street? A rather good question to ask - particularly in The Twilight Zone.

We're developing a new citizenry. One that will be very selective about cereals and automobiles, but won't be able to think.

There are a lot I'm proud of, and a lot I wish the hell I'd never written.

Justice can span years. Retribution is not subject to a calendar.

I don't believe in reincarnation. That's a cop-out, I know. I don't really want to be reincarnated.