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

In ancient times cats were worshiped as gods; they have not forgotten this.

Some pirates achieved immortality by great deeds of cruelty or derring-do. Some achieved immortality by amassing great wealth. But the captain had long ago decided that he would, on the whole, prefer to achieve immortality by not dying.

We are here and it is now. The way I see it is, after that, everything tends towards guesswork.

This book had two authors, and they were both the same person.

Previous generations understood about death, and undoubtedly would have seen a reasonable amount of death. Once you get into the Victorian era, you might well have seen the funerals of many of your siblings before you were very old.

I think," he said, "I think, if you want thousands, you have to fight for one.