Metaphors have a way of holding the most truth in the least space.

Unemployment is capitalism's way of getting you to plant a garden.

I am especially grateful, however, to have known the fifties, before we began to poison our own civilization - or at least before the effects of the poison began to be felt.

I wonder sometimes if the motivation for writers ought to be contempt, not admiration.

There's a reason why every human society has fiction. It teaches us how to be 'good', to behave in a way that is for the benefit of the whole community.

I don't believe that there are aliens. I believe there are really different people.