“You see…when you get right down to it, I don’t believe you have my daughter. I won’t until I see her. And… — John Varley

By then I was sure the universe could no longer surprise me, nor interest me. I was wrong. It managed to do both in no more than ten minutes.

I hate inefficiency. You’d have to look a long long ways before you found a better example of it than the press conference.

I have come to believe, based on long experience dealing with humans, that no true story ever gets told.

I sit here now with two stories, about to add lies, half-truths, or simple misunderstandings of my own, moved by some vague urge toward a completeness of things—a completion that can never be achieved.