Being a writer was never a choice, it was an irresistible compulsion.

Science fiction readers probably have the gene for novelty, and seem to enjoy a cascade of invention as much as a writer enjoys providing one.

The Rift, which was well over a thousand pages of manuscript, took two years.

I'm not afraid of werewolves or vampires or haunted hotels, I'm afraid of what real human beings to do other real human beings.

Genre labels are useful only insofar as they help you find an audience.

If you can find collaborators whose strengths compliment your own, the result can be more than the sum of its authors.

Even if you only want to write science fiction, you should also read mysteries, poetry, mainstream literature, history, biography, philosophy, and science.

Try to meet as many authors, agents, and editors as you can.

Everything that you read is an influence on everything you write, and you want to draw as many elements into your work as you can.

I want a platform that, like a book or a magazine, I can carry into the bath or leave at the beach.

I can't speak for the other authors, but what I hoped to achieve was to illuminate certain corners of the Lucas universe that hadn't yet been explored.

When everything seems to be lacking integrity, you find it in yourself.

I do what I do," I said, "in order to do something else.

I love the way knitting brings people together.

There is not any present moment that is unconnected with some future one. The life of every man is a continued chain of incidents, each link of which hangs upon the former.

My set comes with a smaller fin in the back, i find this helps me release off the top a lot easier

It doesn't matter who you are. Everyone has something to offer the movement of justice

My star was kind of fading towards the end of the '60s and suddenly I got this call from Fellini, who just appeared to kind of love me!

I think it's important to always offer something new.

Great conquests trouble, where contempt may please -- the one yields glory, and the other ease.

A child walked by, rolling a metal hoop that made a sound of autumn.