I likes me some ‘Shit Blows Up’ fiction, don’t get me wrong.

Losing maturity in one’s fiction for the sake of marvels and monsters can also mean losing propriety, and that’s not always a bad thing.

–It’s not Sci-Fi, we insist, It’s SF.Every time you say that a Venusian Slime Boy dies, you know.

Soylent Brown? It ain’t people, but it comes from them.

In the ghetto of Genre, anything goes, man. When you live in the gutter it doesn’t matter if you’re filthy. In theory anyway.

All worlds of fiction are alternative realities.

For some the label sci-fi is just a shortand for science fiction, an alternative to sf gesturing at ... you know, that stuff we like.

All prejudice presents itself as piety, propriety.

Seeing your own name on the book cover is like hearing your book saying, "Hi. Thanks for writing me!

I don't believe on them…but I am positive they exist.

I don't like being alone.

I'll never stop working. I want to die in the saddle. A day is wasted for me if I haven't done something even mildly creative.

I might have had trouble saving France in 1946 - I didn't have television then.

Sanity is permanent, neurosis is temporary.

The flu is very unpredictable when it begins and in how it takes off.

I've signed a contract with the Dutch national team until 2006. So I can win the World Cup not once but twice.

We still by no means think decisively enough about the essence of action.

Life is full of temporary situations, ultimately ending in a permanent solution.