Mars Is Empty Now. Five Hundred Years

What Is The Subconscious To Every Other Man, In Its Creative Aspect Becomes, For Writers, The Muse.

When I Was A Young Writer If You Went To A Party And Told Somebody You Were A Science-fiction Writer You Would Be Insulted. They Would Call You Flash Gordon All Evening, Or Buck Rogers.

I'll Hold On To The World Tight Some Day. I've Got One Finger On It Now; That's A Beginning.

I Don't Think The Robots Are Taking Over. I Think The Men Who Play With Toys Have Taken Over. And If We Don't Take The Toys Out Of Their Hands, We're Fools.

Sometimes I Think I Understand Everything. Then I Regain Consciousness