The trouble with righting some wrongs is that it makes the remaining ones seem even more unbearable.
The answer is that if God exists, he doesn't seem to mind if you believe in him or not.
As I make my slow pilgrimage through the world, a certain sense of beautiful mystery seems to gather and grow.
When you get to my age life seems little more than one long march to and from the lavatory.
In every American there is an air of incorrigible innocence, which seems to conceal a diabolical cunning.
The encouragement I got from Campbell was a quick check and praise. Once the Space Beagle was launched on its mission, it seemed natural for it to breed additional thoughts.
Chicago seems a big city instead of merely a large place.
It seems astonishing to be paid for indulging in pure pleasure. For me to go to Coburg is rather as if a trainspotter was sent for a few weeks to Swindon or a chocoholic asked on holiday by Green and Black.
When I think about atheist friends, including my father, they seem to me like people who have no ear for music, or who have never been in love.
Tennyson seems to be the patron saint of the wishy washies, which is perhaps why I admire him so much, not only as a poet, but as a man.
