I had casually rented an apartment that cost $75 a month because I expected my writing to pay my way.

I don't recall having any self-awareness about the intricacy of my stories.

The right to buy weapons is the right to be free.

My theory was that what I had to do was make a study of human behavior.

Recruiting Station was a story that came as the result of many anxious awakenings during many nights.

The encouragement I got from Campbell was a quick check and praise. Once the Space Beagle was launched on its mission, it seemed natural for it to breed additional thoughts.

I first read science fiction in the old British Chum annual when I was about 12 years old.

It's difficult for me to feel that a solid page without the breakups of paragraphs can be interesting. I break mine up perhaps sooner than I should in terms of the usage of the English language.

It came about as follows: over the years when I was involved in dianetics, I wrote the beginnings of many stories. I would get an idea, and then write the beginning, and then never touch it again.

Science fiction is a field of writing where, month after month, every printed word implies to hundreds of thousands of people: 'There is change. Look, today's fantastic story is tomorrow's fact.

Chum was a British boy's weekly which, at the end of the year was bound into a single huge book; and the following Christmas parents bought it as Christmas presents for male children.

Know what a symbol is?...Shit that stands for shit.

Every man must be content with that glory which he may have at home.

Sleep is the most blessed and blessing of all natural graces.

I felt like if I was on Facebook, I would probably spend my days looking at people's profiles, seeing what they do, and feeling bad about not working enough.

You like a woman, she's got kids, it's a package. You can't just go in one-sided.

A good love story always keeps the pot boiling.

I never been a hater of these other cats, who never really had nothing, being successful. That's not my problem.

The sad rhyme of the men who proudly clung To their first fault, and withered in their pride.

All misery and pain come from attachment.

Even the paradise of fools is not an unpleasant abode while it is inhabitable.