She [Chien-Shiung Wu] is a slave driver. She is the image of the militant woman so well known in Chinese literature as either empress or mother.

If some nuclear properties of the heavy elements had been a little different from what they turned out to be, it might have been impossible to build a bomb.

Bloody ashes, woman. This isn't a metaphor for anything! It's just boots.

Problem with an old friend who is too busy: he always perceives you as if never changed.

I'm fascinated by artificial intelligence.

I'm not really a pitcher; I just play one in the movies.

Once you have the first draft it's living, and you can coax it to grow and trim it and reshape it and so on. But get that first draft.

Give me enough ribbons to place on the tunics of my soldiers and I can conquer the world.

There is something f-king unbelievable about seeing all of the fans go crazy and chanting 'Ozzy!' I would pay to see them.

Seeing consists of the grasping of structural features rather than the indiscriminate recording of detail.

Nobody can write the life of a man but those who have eat and drunk and lived in social intercourse with him.

If you can't make money from attention, you should do something else for a living.