Art Takes Whatever - And

In 1971, After Seven Years In College, With That Magic Piece Of Paper Clutched Triumphantly In My Fist, The Best Job I Was Able To Get Was Night Watchman On A Sewer Project In Babylon, N.y. Guarding A Hole In The Ground To Prevent Anyone From Stealing It. God Bless The American Educational System!

Me, I Have A Science Fiction Writer's Conviction That The Damn Robot Is Supposed To Speak Human, Not The Other Way Around.

Dreams Should Be Forgotten When We Wake. Or One Day We Will Find Ourselves Unable To Sleep.

And I Repeat: If There Is Anything That Can Divert The Land Of My Birth From Its Current Stampede Into The Stone Age, It Is The Widespread Dissemination Of The Thoughts And Perceptions That Robert Heinlein Has Been Selling As Entertainment Since 1939.

If You've Lived A Bad Life, They Send You To Hell. But If You've Been Truly Wicked, They Give You A Tour Of Heaven First.