Paul Horgan

In many joyfully-admired recent novels, love appears as little more than sex-manual instruction.

Everybody around me was talented and gave everybody talent. Everybody painted. My mother had a beautiful voice. My father was a marvelous drawing-room actor.

The most valuable writers are those in whom we find not themselves, or ourselves, or the fugitive era of their lifetimes, but the common vision of all times.

Terrorists are not 100 feet tall. Nor do they deserve the abject fear they seek to instill.

You probably found 'How to Survive a Robot Uprising' in the humor section. Let's just hope that is where it belongs.

Fear follows crime and is its punishment.