I used to think information was destroyed in black hole. This was my biggest blunder, or at least my biggest blunder in science.

It's a pity that nobody has found an exploding black hole. If they had, I would have won a Nobel prize.

Although almost every theoretical physicist agrees with my prediction that a black hole should glow like a hot body, it would be very difficult to verify experimentally because the temperature of a macroscopic black hole is so low.

You’re universally liked because you’re such a black hole in space. You don’t have any real traits. You’re sympa, at least as much as a narcissist can be, but that means nothing. You’re beautiful and everybody projects onto you what they’re looking for, which is easy to do since you don’t stand for anything definite. You’re a black hole in space.

In my third novel there is an actual black hole that swallows everything you love.

The internet to me is kind of like a black hole, and I never really go on it.