I'd wipe the machines off the face of the earth again, and end the industrial epoch absolutely, like a black mistake.

Research is the act of going up alleys to see if they are blind.

The newest computer can merely compound, at speed, the oldest problem in the relations between human beings, and in the end the communicator will be confronted with the old problem, of what to say and how to say it.

A satellite has no conscience.

A man sits with a pretty girl for an hour, it seems like a minute. He sits on a hot stove for a minute, it's longer than any hour. That is relativity.

The process of scientific discovery is, in effect, a continual flight from wonder.