In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is stoned to death.

And so The Snow Queen also became a story about the need to seek equilibrium, in our own lives, with the natural world, even within the universe at large.

Indifference is the strongest force in the universe. It makes everything it touches meaningless. Love and hate don't stand a chance against it.

The ecosystem of our world is a closed system: it would run out of gas, collapse of its own weight.

Throughout the ages, stories with certain basic themes have recurred over and over, in widely disparate cultures; emerging like the goddess Venus from the sea of our unconscious.

For every path you choose, there is another you must abandon, usually forever.

Studying anthropology, I developed a kind of holistic view of human existence, in which the dichotomies you listed are all necessary and vital aspects of life.

Archaeology is the anthropology of the past, and science fiction is the anthropology of the future.

Here was a fragment of Goddess myth that, through all its permutations, had somehow escaped being turned on its head. It was the perfect springboard for the sort of novel I wanted to write.

But our society does not grant nontraditional forms of intelligence equal recognition, no matter how much it would help us get along or truly enrich our lives.

What I do not want to write is didactic political tracts.

The writer’s life is frightful

I am a fading phantasmagoria. Time has left me in partial glory."--Fidelis O Mkparu

History is not another name for the past as many people imply. It is the name for stories about the past.

I'm thrilled in a way because musicals should be preserved. It's mostly unique to America, and they give us so much joy.

Why are you weeping ? Did you imagine that I was immortal ?

I have no problem with the arbitration process.

Hypochondriacs squander large sums of time in search of nostrums by which they vainly hope they may get more time to squander.

Pale blind diver, luckless slinger, lost discoverer, in you everything sank!

I wanted Raging Bull. I wanted Casino. I got Rocky and Bullwinkle. But that's OK, because I still get to tell people I've worked with Robert DeNiro.

In the ambiguity and shifting playing field of adult life, I often wish I could just fill in a dot and have someone say “Yes” and hand me a chicken leg, or “No” and slap me with an old fish.