Boys play with death as though it were a game, cutting their teeth on daggers.

The sooner we can separate salvageable skeptics from self-righteous absolutists, the sooner we can move along.

The only people who have the long view are some scientists and some science fiction writers.

What do I have to say to the universe? A soul ought to have something to say to the universe if it's going to be immortal.

The Regime has become so smug it can't tell the difference among the revolutionary, the innovative, or the merely various. The high command knows so little about the outside that if I came back with a fully equipped chemical laboratory and told them I'd found it in a cave, they'd probably believe that, so long as I brought it back piecemeal in my saddle bags, thus proving I hadn't known it was there beforehand.

Science fiction still is an idea genre.

The sidesaddle was designed to protect a maiden's virginity, while risking the maiden's neck. Rather much for rather little, I thought.