To me, fantasy has always been the genre of escape, science fiction the genre of ideas. So if you can escape and have a little idea as well, maybe you have some kind of a cross-breed between the two.

Nothing limits intelligence more than ignorance; nothing fosters ignorance more than one's own opinions; nothing strengthens opinions more than refusing to look at reality.

What do I have to say to the universe? A soul ought to have something to say to the universe if it's going to be immortal.

The sidesaddle was designed to protect a maiden's virginity, while risking the maiden's neck. Rather much for rather little, I thought.

The expression of divinity is in variety.

Science fiction still is an idea genre.

The only people who have the long view are some scientists and some science fiction writers.

All around the Mediterranean you'll find cultures that believe men can't control themselves and shouldn't have to try.

Other people's risks are statistical. When it's your risk, your own child, it isn't statistical anymore.

I'm not sure a world run by women would be any better. They're human beings!

The practice of diplomacy, I have found, is sometimes like eating soup with a fork: much activity yielding little nourishment.

The kind of experience of humility and happiness that comes with gratitude tends to crowd out whatever is coarse, or ugly, or mean.

When I think about what we now know about Donald Trump and what he's been doing for 30 years, he sure has spent a lot of time demeaning, degrading, insulting, and assaulting women.

Art is an adventure that never seems to end.

Love is not dumb. The heart speaks many ways.

If you wanna do a film where you have a big scope, you've got to make your characters relatable and genuine.

Every job's a challenge. The challenge is to do it and make it look right, like you belong there - wherever that is.

The haiku reproduces the designating gesture of the child pointing at whatever it is (the haiku shows no partiality for the subject), merely saying: that!

Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king

I would prefer not to be in a car with someone who can't really drive that well!