The fight wasn’t over, ” I said through gritted teeth. “I’d have won it.” Probably. “Right, ” he said. “And something just flew past your window. It was oinking.

Keeping up with him would require running, and there is no dignity in running after any man for any reason, injured or not.

Before I begin, may I ask how old you are?""You may ask.""How old are you?""It's none of your business

The strong survive.

The true secret of happiness lies in taking a genuine interest in the daily details of life.

When a man holds you round the throat, I don't think he has come to apologise.

Most SF is about madness, or what is currently ruled to be madness; this is part of its attraction - it's always playing with how much the human mind can encompass.

Shee spins well that breedes her children.

Labor is the fabled magician's wand, the philosophers stone, and the cap of good fortune.

Human memory is short and terribly fickle.

I have never lost my temper. I let out my venom in my writing if I have to, but person-to-person, I have never lost my temper, never used abusive language.

The new film I'm shooting in Jerusalem - which is partly why I'm here in Israel - is something I co-wrote.