“ A good science fiction story should be able to predict not the automobile but the traffic jam. ”
I perceived quite early that I was a reader, and most of the people I came into contact with were not. It made a barrier. What they wanted to talk about were things they had eaten, touched, or done. What I wanted to talk about was what I had read.
~ Frederik Pohl
They were two lovely choices. One of them meant giving up every chance of a decent life forever...and the other one scared me out of my mind.
For twenty years and more the whole planet had been bombed, raped, ravaged, and gouged by people whose fury had so exceeded their judgment that the only thing they could think of to do to express their discontent was to kill somebody.
The bump of ego on his skull had swollen large, so he saw the whole world in terms of what it could give him.
