Stop and smell the garlic! That's all you have to do.

Babies have big heads and big eyes, and tiny little bodies with tiny little arms and legs. So did the aliens at Roswell! I rest my case.

The mysteriousness and mystique of space is such, that science fiction attempts to tantalize you by telling you a story that could possibly be out there and that's the appeal of science fiction.

Stop and smell the garlic! That's all you have to do.

I also derive a great deal of pleasure from horses and dogs... the ocean... and love.

I don't want people to know me. I want them to believe my version.

Heroes, classical heroes have the look of eagles, too. They're looking beyond the immediate problem and into the future.