One could almost phrase the motto of our modern civilization thus: Science is my shepherd; I shall not want.
I found I was repeating myself. It is the beginning of the end when you discover you have style.
The problem with putting two and two together is that sometimes you get four, and sometimes you get twenty-two.
Listen, darling, tomorrow I'll buy you a whole lot of detective stories, but don't worry your pretty little head over mysteries tonight.
What I try to do is write a story about a detective rather than a detective story. Keeping the reader fooled until the last, possible moment is a good trick and I usually try to play it, but I can't attach more than secondary importance to it. The puzzle isn't so interesting to me as the behavior of the detective attacking it.
You don't pay a prostitute for sex, you pay her to leave afterwards.
My way of learning is to heave a wild and unpredictable monkey-wrench into the machinery.
Running is a kind of truth serum. It brutally strips away everything you put on and leaves you with only yourself.
Write only if you cannot live without writing. Write only what you alone can write.
One problem of the String Theory is that it's kind of a theory which can explain what the problems are, but the problems are such that you can't even pin it down and say this is exactly what it predicts, so lets go out and test it. So, it's not even capable of being wrong, or being falsified, or being showed to be wrong.
You must admit I have a right to live in a pigsty if I want.