His words were full of hope and threat. Like the stars.

The problem with living with miracles was that they made everything seem plausible.

Partners, ” she said, and fired two rounds into his head.

Show a human a closed door, and no matter how many open doors she finds, she'll be haunted by what might be behind it.

Nothing wrong with a little optimism, long as it doesn’t set policy....

He'd turned away from a life on basic to live in the stars, or if not the stars, at least the rocks that floated free in the night sky.

For a moment, his pupils flickered blue, like there were tiny bathypelagic fish swimming in the deep trenches of his eyeballs.

Life provides the substance for poetry we just have to put it to paper

The Korean War has also show quite clearly that in a major conflict manpower is as important as horsepower.

Your brain is the organ of your personality, character, and intelligence and is heavily involved in making you who you are.

I'm lucky - I don't feel any pressure.

Guess now who holds thee?'--'Death,' I said. But, there, The silver answer rang, . . . 'Not Death, but Love.

I was taken by a morsell, saies the fish. [I was taken by a morsel, says the fish.]

A tradition is kept alive only by something being added to it.

I try to write 'and it's all very funny' after each scene description so that the reader can imagine the movie in their head.

The computer cuts my production time in half. I love it.

I was darkly convinced that at age 52 I would kill myself because my mother committed suicide at that age. I was fantasizing that she was waiting for me on the other side of the grave.