If Man Is To Survive, He Will

Its Seems To Me - It's Likely That Heaven's Here Right Now. If You Could Take Life With Its Pain And Misery, Where You Fail And You Sometimes Win, And If You Package It Into A Game, People Would Pay A Fortune To Have This Game. And I Don't Know That I'd Want It To Be Resolved So Peacefully That The Game Would Be All Over.

If Man Is To Survive, He Will Have Learned To Take A Delight In The Essential Differences Between Men And Between Cultures. He Will Learn That Differences In Ideas And Attitudes Are A Delight, Part Of Life's Exciting Variety, Not Something To Fear.

The Network Told Me To Get Rid Of Number One, The Woman First Lieutenant, And Also Get Rid Of 'that Martian Fellow'... Meaning, Of Course, Spock. I Knew I Couldn't Keep Both, So I Gave The Stoicism Of The Female Officer To Spock, And Married The Actress Who Played Number One. Thank God It Wasn't The Other Way Around. I Mean Leonard's Cute, But...

There Was Much To Put Out Of His Mind. Why Was It Difficult To Forget Chekov's Astonished Delight Which Greeted Him At The Command Airlock When He Boarded. And On The Bridge - Kirk! The Mere Name Made Spock Groan Inwardly As He Remembered What It Had Cost Him To Turn Away From That Welcome. T'hy'la!

For Me Science Fiction Is A Way Of Thinking, A Way Of Logic That Bypasses A Lot Of Nonsense. It Allows People To Look Directly At Important Subjects.