Science fiction is fantasy with bolts painted on outside.

When millions of tons of angry elephant come spinning through the sky, and there was no one there to hear it, does it - philosopically speaking - make a noise

Ponder just let it happen. It's because their minds are so often involved with deep and problematic matters, he told himself, that their mouths are allowed to wander around making a nuisance of themselves.

He said it was better to belong where you don't belong than not to belong where you used to belong, remembering when you used to belong there.

No one knew where you were before you were born, but when you were born, it wasn't long before you found you'd arrived with your return ticket already punched.

What's the orbital velocity of the moon?

Don't look back!" "Why not?" "Because I just did! Run faster!