You've got to jump off cliffs and build your wings on the way down..

I want your loves to be multiple. I don't want you to be a snob about anything. Anything you love, you do it..

Half the fun of the travel is the esthetic of lostness..

Life should be touched, not strangled..

You don't organize metaphors . . . you explode them..

My parents read the comics to me, and I fell in love with comic strips. I've collected them all of my life. I have a complete collection of all the "….

So it was the hand that started it all . . . His hands had been infected, and soon it would be his arms . . . His hands were ravenous..

It takes writing a billion bad words before you get to the good ones..

I ate them like salad, books were my sandwich for lunch, my tiffin and dinner and midnight munch. I tore out the pages, ate them with salt, doused th….

We are an impossibility in an impossible universe..

I am madness maddened when it comes to books, writers, and the great granary silos where their wits are stored..

We need our Arts to teach us how to breathe.

We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop, there is at last a drop which makes it run over; so….

What are the best things and the worst things in your life, and when are you going to get around to whispering or shouting them?.

In science fiction, we dream. In order to colonize in space, to rebuild our cities, which are so far out of whack, to tackle any number of problems, ….

There's no reason to burn books if you don't read them..

When I was a young man, I didn't think about having a family. My wife and I were too poor to have babies. Then all of a sudden, one came along and sc….

Everything is generated through your own will power. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. This is a democracy. You go where you want t….

I've never been in charge of my stories, they've always been in charge of me. As each new one has called to me, ordering me to give it voice and form….

Don’t let people interfere with you. Boot ’em out, turn off the phone, hide away, get it done. If you carry a short story over to the next day you ma….

But you can't make people listen. They have to come round in their own time, wondering what happened and why the world blew up around them. It can't ….