I Love Superconductors.

I Don't Have A Strong Interest In History.

Consider The True Picture. Think Of Myriads Of Tiny Bubbles, Very Sparsely Scattered, Rising Through A Vast Black Sea. We Rule Some Of The Bubbles. Of The Waters We Know Nothing.

The Gods Do Not Protect Fools. Fools Are Protected By More Capable Fools.

And Every Friend I've Got Has Been Writing Mars Stories. It Was Pretty Clear I'd Never Catch Up.

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