Death Is Just Infinity Closing In.

The Mathematical Sciences Wield Their Particular Language Made Of Digits And Signs, No Less Subtle Than Any Other.

The Falklands Thing Was A Fight Between Two Bald Men Over A Comb.

My Undertaking Is Not Difficult, Essentially. I Should Only Have To Be Immortal To Carry It Out.

The Heresies We Should Fear Are Those Which Can Be Confused With Orthodoxy.

When Writers Die They Become Books, Which Is, After All, Not Too Bad An Incarnation.