If you can remember anything about the sixties, you weren't really there.

I was raised by the Christian Brothers, who believe in that, fortunately. They were, to me, the most rebellious arm of the Catholic Church - and one of the most liberal and forward thinking.

Compared to what they were, rock concerts now are like business meetings.

San Francisco is 49 square miles surrounded by reality.

At first I was iridescent, then I became transparent, finally I was absent

I think most non-Christians who try to be good people are probably better Christians than Christians.

You can't plan for the future, because some guy's going to land in a spaceship with three heads and a big beak and take over everything.

You couldn't have fed the '50s into a computer and come out with the '60s.

Correcting it, I don't know; just shedding the light of day on it is a first major step, being one of the earliest generations not to just accept the words.

The starship thing is really political action and reaction, the natural outgrowth of Volunteers.

The '80s seem a real positive force. The '70s were deadening, in a lot of ways.

Reality is a challenge.

Well we can't be having that. One person starts having fun and it turns into an epidemic. Difficult to stop that kind of thing, you know.

The power of fictitious writing, for good as well as evil is a thing which ought most seriously to be reflected on. No one can fail to see that in our day it is becoming a very great agency.

I think hip-hop has definitely brought the black experience to white kids more than the civil rights movement did and more than any teacher's well-intentioned lecture on Martin Luther King did.

It is good fiction, so largely ignored now, that brings us so much closer to the real facts.

Obviously, the opinions that are most accurate are the ones that are closest to you - your crew, your friends, your family. Those people know who you are, and that's accurate.

I'd desperately love England to beat the Australians.

I've been to Japan so many times, but I still constantly stumble across things that are so foreign to me.

One cannot resist an idea whose time has come.

As nobody can possibly tell me whether one's writing is bad or good, the only certain value is one's own pleasure. I am sure of that.