We're endangered by our own success.

Peregrine Wickwrackscar was flying. A pilgrim with legends that went back almost a thousand years-and not one of them could come near to this!

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.

If there be only hours, at least learn what there is time to learn.

Even the largest avalanche is triggered by small things.

All his life he had lived by the law. Often his job had been to stop acts of revenge....And now revenge was all that life had left for him.

I am suggesting that we recognize that in network and interface research there is something as profound (and potential wild) as Artificial Intelligence.