I Was Hardly Fit For Human Society.

My Briefest Ever Definition Of Science Fiction Is 'hubris Clobbered By Nemesis.'

Why Had I Become A Writer In The First Place? Because I Wasn't Fit For Society; I Didn't Fit Into The System.

The Shuffle Only Demonstrated People's Fatuous Belief In A Political Cure For A Human Condition.

That's The Artist's Role - To Strike Out Always For Something New, To Break Away, To Defy, To... Grapple With The Unfamiliar.

It Is At Night... That The Mind Is Most Clear, That We Are Most Able To Hold All Our Life In The Palm Of Our Skull.