I have lived most of my life with the conviction that I don't dream, because I never could retrieve a dream.

The movers and shakers have always been obsessive nuts.

You write a story about loneliness, and you grab them all because everybody's an expert on that one.

Science fiction, outside of poetry, is the only literary field which has no limits, no parameters whatsoever.

Writing is a communication.

Ninety percent of everything is crap.

Why must we love where the lightning strikes, and not where we choose?

Sure, 90% of science fiction is crud. That's because 90% of everything is crud.

The first writing I did was short short stories for a newspaper syndicate for which I was paid five dollars a piece on publication.

I write a story as if it were a letter to someone and essentially, that's what you do.

Logic and truth are two very different things, but they often look the same to the mind that's performing the logic.

The slowest kiss makes too much haste.

What else is as beautiful as a woman?

I love video games. I love, love, love them! I also love 'Star Wars.' I wish Jedi was a true religion.

Plus, publishing's inherent conservatism, means that what little did get through was weighted towards the commercial end of the scale, which is not the kind of writing that excites me.

I don't really get nervous for auditions, because I just see them as mini acting classes. There's no need to have an attachment to the outcome because it's out of your hands after that.

It has crossed my mind that I would like to run or help to run a pro women's tournament, although I really don't know much about organizing an event (it seems overwhelming actually).

A [New Yorker ] is what it has always been. It combines those who pursue the truth with those who pursue the rewards of orthodoxy and those who pursue what is comfortable to the rich.

No rich man can walk through the eye of a needle.

Who are they to give stars or dots? They're Wemmicks just like you." Eli to Punchinello (p. 25)

The first time I jumped from a plane, I screamed like a woman. I was two miles up and you could hear me clear as day. Now I love it.