Everything Starts As Somebody's Daydream.

It Is A Cardinal Sin To Bore The Reader.

As For Aids, It's A Plague. We Are Human, We Get Plagues. They Come Along Every So Often, Kill Off Two Thirds Of The Population; In The Next Generation It's A Quarter; After That It's A Childhood Disease.

My Problem With New Writers Is That It Takes Me Five Or Six Years To Memorise The Right Names.

I Never Got Good At Predicting What Millions Of People Will Suddenly Decide Is Rational.

Once Every Hundred Years, The Los Angeles Smog Rolls Away For A Single Night, Leaving The Air As Clean As Interstellar Space. That Way The Gods Can See If Los Angeles Is Still There. If It Is, They Roll The Smog Back So They Won't Have To Look At It.