Life Is A Freak. That’s Its Hope

If A Man's Got Talent And Guts To Buck Society, He's Obviously Above Average. You Want To Hold On To Him. You Straighten Him Out And Turn Him Into A Plus Value. Why Throw Him Away? Do That Enough And All You've Got Left Are The Sheep.

I've Handed Life And Death Back To The People Who Do The Living And The Dying.

Intellect Is The Ability To Avoid Belaboring The Obvious.

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.

The Appeal Of Science Fiction Has Always Been Its Iconoclasm . . . But In Order To Be An Iconoclast, An Author Must Be More Than Merely Aware Of The Idol He Wishes To Destroy. He Must Be Intimate With It And Understand It In All Its Aspects. This Means That He Must Have Devoted Serious Thought To It, And Have Beliefs Of His Own Which Will Stand Up In The Place Of The Broken Idol. In Other Words, Any Child Can Complain, But It Takes An Adult To Clash With Accepted Beliefs . . . An Adult With Ideas.