The work that is truly productive is the domain of a steadily smaller and more elite fraction of humanity.

He claimed that nearby gun thunder cleared the mind - but most everybody else agreed it made you daft.

When I began writing science fiction in the middle 60s, it seemed very easy to find ideas that took decades to percolate into the cultural consciousness; now the lead time seems more like eighteen months.

Technical people don't make good slaves. Without their wholehearted cooperation, things fall apart.

Note that I am not proposing that AI research be ignored or less funded.

All evil and good is petty before Nature. Personally, we take comfort from this, that there is a universe to admire that cannot be twisted to villainy or good, but which simply is.

Life is a green madness just now, trying to squeeze the last bit of warmth from the season.