We live in a science fiction universe. We have done for a long time.

It is true that words have power, and one of the things they are able to do is get out of someone’s mouth before the speaker has the chance to stop them.

Mister Teatime had a truly brilliant mind, but it was brilliant like a fractured mirror, all marvellous facets and rainbows but, ultimately, also something that was broken.

There isn't a way things should be. There's just what happens, and what we do.

The 'New Testament', now, I quite liked. Jesus had a lot of good things to say, and as for his father, he must have been highly thought of by the community to work with wood - a material that couldn't have been widely available in Palestine.

Mere animals couldn’t possibly manage to act like this. You need to be a human being to be really stupid.

The trouble with thinking was that, once you started, you went on doing it.