The political scene is already so turgid, it doesn't need more of that from me.

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.

The ability to breathe the air and drink the water will be what the wars will be about from here on in. And it's coming with alarming rapidity.

I'm anxious to make another film.

Let women figure out why they won't sleep with you. Don't do their work for them.

Is there a God? There is, but we don't know where. Or who. And, indeed, why.

It was the early 1970s and I was recently divorced. I had three kids and was totally broke. I managed to find work back east on the straw-hat circuit - summer stock - but couldn't afford hotels, so I lived out of the back of my truck, under a hard shell.