My fear is dying badly, through illness or injury. But what a glorious demise it would be to burn up in space.

Montreal is a very cosmopolitan, sophisticated, erudite, educated, glorious city today. But it wasn't quite that way when I was growing up there. There was a lot of anti-Semitism. And I had to deal with that in an area of the city that had very few Jews.

There's nothing glorious in dying. Anyone can do it.

Remember - you can't beam through a force field. So, don't try it.

The mysteriousness and mystique of space is such, that science fiction attempts to tantalize you by telling you a story that could possibly be out there and that's the appeal of science fiction.

If we can clean up our world, I'll bet you we can achieve warp drive.