I'm A Great Believer In People And

You Pigs, You. You Rut Like Pigs, Is All. You Got The Most In You, And You Use The Least. You Hear Me, You? Got A Million In You And Spend Pennies. Got A Genius In You And Think Crazies. Got A Heart In You And Feel Empties. All A You. Every You.

I Challenge You, Me. Die Or Live And Be Great.

Millions For Nonsense, But Not One Cent For Entropy.

Most Science Fiction, Quite Frankly, Is Silly Nonsense.

It's Been Suggested That Most Women Fail To Write Significantly Because The Female Mind Is Viscerotonic, And Occupied Almost Exclusively With The Moment-to-moment Reality Of Emotions. If This Is True, Literature's Loss Is Science Fiction's Gain, For Out Of Bounds, Judith Merril's Collection Of Short Stories, Is A Warm And Colorful Rendering Of The Minutiae Of The Future.