Quotes of All Topics . Occasions . Authors
Good music always defeats bad luck
Somebody else's ignorance is bliss.
I never worked in an office in my life.
I become drunk as circumstances dictate.
I give dignity second place to expedience.
I'd never been published when I was young.
As I mentioned, I was a carpenter for a time.
A barbarian is not aware that he is a barbarian.
Why make plans? The sun might well go out tomorrow.
Nothing is more conspicuous than a farting princess.
I never made lots of money at it, but I sold enough.
Count me not your friend but the enemy of your enemies.
In fact, almost every job you get somebody watching you.
Since we are not permitted to act, we are obliged to know.
Happiness is fugitive; dissatisfaction and boredom are real.
I don't read other science fiction. I don't read any at all.
An inch of foreknowledge is worth ten miles of after-thought.
I was a carpenter for a time and everybody watches what you do.
I just wrote what I felt like writing since they seemed to sell.
Mischief moves somewhere near and I must blast it with my magic.
But I've sure worked at jobs where I have been under inspection.
It is useless, after all, to complain against inexorable reality.
Law cannot reach where enforcement will not follow. —Popular aphorism.
But Roy Rockwood, it was science fiction for the sake of science fiction.
I was an omnivore at reading, so that everything I ever read contributed.
Jack Vance's Lyonesse books are the greatest fairy tale of the twentieth century.
Vance has a genius in evoking the beauty of strangeness, the strangeness of beauty.
I do not care to listen; obloquy injures my self-esteem and I am skeptical of praise.
I suffer from a spiritual malaise which manifests itself in outbursts of vicious rage.
I haven't sold to the movies. In other words, I haven't gotten any enormous checks yet.
Well, I think everything I've ever read contributes to the background from which I write.
I understand the gist of your speculation,' said Rhialto. 'It is most likely nuncupatory.
If there were no such creatures as minstrel-maidens, it would be necessary to invent them.
These are just the tip of the iceberg, because I read and read and read. I read everything.
I haven't been to a movie since somebody gave me free tickets to Star Wars, which I went to.
The life we've been leading couldn't last forever. It's a wonder it lasted as long as it did.
Freedom, privileges, options, must constantly be exercised, even at the risk of inconvenience.
I got done writing Ports of Call and suddenly realized I have far too much material for the book.
I thought that automobiles were going to have mufflers and go fast and airplanes were going to fly fast.
Sometimes some of these little side excursions are useful and I manage to fit them in the book somewhere.
But, for instance, when I was awfully young, I read all the Oz books. They were an enormous influence on me.
I worked for half a cent a word. I'm not a fast writer to begin with, so for the first few years I had do other things.
I categorically declare first my absolute innocence, second my lack of criminal intent, and third my effusive apologies.
Beauty compelled admiration and erotic yearning; such was its organic function. But never by itself could it command love.
A man is like a rope: both break at a definite strain....The solution is not splicing the rope; it's lessening the tension.
Notice this rent in my garment; I am at a loss to explain its presence! I am even more puzzled by the existence of the universe.
What is an evil man? The man is evil who coerces obedience to his private ends, destroys beauty, produces pain, extinguishes life.
The void is a mouth crying to be filled, a blank mind aching for thought, a cavity desperate for shape. What is not implies what is.
I suspect that the word (art) was invented by second-rate intelligences to describe the incomprehensible activities of their betters.
It seems to limit you; when you're working in an office, you're a creature in a small cell under somebody's supervision and surveillance.