Growing new organs of the body as they wear out, extending the human lifespan? What's not to like?

All kids are born geniuses, but are crushed by society.

What is the universe? The universe is a symphony of vibrating strings...we are nothing but melodies. We are nothing but cosmic music played out on vibrating strings and membranes.

The human brain has 100 billion neurons, each neuron connected to 10 thousand other neurons. Sitting on your shoulders is the most complicated object in the known universe.

If you could meet your grandkids as elderly citizens in the year 2100 … you would view them as being, basically, Greek gods… that's where we're headed.

It's pointless to have a nice clean desk, because it means you're not doing anything.

Music is the voice of God traveling through ten-dimensional hyperspace.

What do oil company executives, vampires and NASA bureaucrats all have in common? They fear solar energy.

Common sense has no place in Quantum Mechanics.

I believe we exist in a multiverse of universes.

We have the media, which is such a waste in the sense that you can actually feel your IQ get lower as you watch TV.

When multiple explanations exist, the simplest is usually correct.

A little fight in you. I like that.

This was what men fought for, what men died for: a chance at life, and to fight on other days - the battle of your choice, of the body, or the heart, or the soul.

I started to see that my concept of spirituality was totally wrong.

Taboos on the human heart are more dangerous than any risk we run by using our emotions. Sensation is the life of man; it is his actual energy. To suppress it is to lose creative power!

A person who cannot handle setbacks will never handle victories either.

I realized that everything important in sci-fi showed up in the magazines first. It's the proving ground for new writers and new ideas.

I ne'er could any lustre see In eyes that would not look on me; I ne'er saw nectar on a lip But where my own did hope to sip.

For men who had easily endured hardship, danger and difficult uncertainty, leisure and riches, though in some ways desirable, proved burdensome and a source of grief.

That strange new zone between medium and message. That zone we call the interface.