Unfortunately Our Nation, Nay, Our World, Is

Think Of A Field Of Daisies: They Bloom, They Wither, And In The Spring They Grow Again. Who Wants To See The Same Stupid Daisy Year After Year, Especially With A Bunch Of Crappy Iron-lung-type Equipment Bolted To It?

One Of The Nice Things About Science Fiction Is That It Lets Us Carry Out Thought Experiments.

Electronic Distribution Is More Of A Fall-back Strategy For Putting Out A Book That Isn't Deemed Profitable Enough To Print. You Hardly Make Any Money Publishing An Electronic Book.

If You Think Of Your Life As A Kind Of Computation, It's Quite Abundantly Clear That There's Not Going To Be A Final Answer And There Won't Be Anything Particularly Wonderful About Having The Computation Halt!

I Am, As It Were, An Eye That The Cosmos Uses To Look At Itself. The Mind Is Not Mine Alone; The Mind Is Everywhere.