You never knew about people, like you never knew how deep a pond was because all you saw was the top.
It is a mistake trying to cheer up camels. You may as well drop meringues into a black hole.
Everyone should occasionally break the law in some small and delightful way. It’s good for the hygiene of the brain.
It seems that when you have cancer you are a brave battler against the disease, but when you have Alzheimer’s you are an old fart. That’s how people see you. It makes you feel quite alone.
Most gods throw dice, but Fate plays chess, and you don’t find out til too late that he’s been playing with two queens all along.
You can’t trample infidels when you’re a tortoise. I mean, all you could do is give them a meaningful look.
The truth may be out there, but lies are inside your head.
I am certain no one sets out to be cruel, but our treatment of the elderly ill seems to have no philosophy to it. As a society, we should establish whether we have a policy of life at any cost.
I know three people who have got better after a brain tumour. I haven’t heard of anyone who’s got better from Alzheimer’s.
Sooner or later we’re all someone’s dog.
Genius is always allowed some leeway, once the hammer has been pried from its hands and the blood has been cleaned up.
Never trust any complicated cocktail that remains perfectly clear until the last ingredient goes in, and then immediately clouds.
Everything starts somewhere, although many physicists disagree.
What is normal? Normal was yesterday. If you lose a leg, one day you’re hopping around on one leg, so you know the difference.
I’m glad a genre writer has got a knighthood, but stunned that it was me.
Fantasy is uni-age. You can start it in the creche, and it follows you to death.
Freedom without limits is just a word.
I didn’t go to university. Didn’t even finish A-levels. But I have sympathy for those who did.
I got into science fiction by being interested in astronomy first.
I mean, I wouldn’t pay more than a couple of quid to see me, and I’m me.