Anything For Gold And Experience.

I Love It When People Want To Interpret My Books.

We Speak Now Or I Do, And Others Do. You've Never Spoken Before. You Will. You'll Be Able To Say How The City Is A Pit And A Hill And A Standard And An Animal That Hunts And A Vessel On The Sea And The Sea And How We Are Fish In It, Not Like The Man Who Swims Weekly With Fish But The Fish With Which He Swims, The Water, The Pool. I Love You, You Light Me, Warm Me, You Are Suns. You Have Never Spoken Before.

No One Ever Got Into Science Fiction For The Sex Or Prestige. They Got Into It Because They Love It.

There Is No Knowing Beyond That Membrane, The Meniscus Of Death. What Can Be Seen From Here Is Distorted, Refracted. All We Can Know Are Those Untrustworthy Glimpses--that And Rumour. The Prattle. The Dead Gossip: It Is The Reverberation Of That Gossip Against The Surface Tension Of Death That The Better Mediums Hear. It Is Like Listening To Whispered Secrets Through A Toilet Door. It Is A Crude And Muffled Susurrus.

I Feel Fantastically Geeky. [but] I'm Not One Of Those People Who's Enormously Proud Of Being A Geek, But Nor Am I Particularly Ashamed Of It.