If Man Can Live In Manhattan, He

'2001' Was Written In An Age Which Now Lies Beyond One Of The Great Divides In Human History; We Are Sundered From It Forever By The Moment When Neil Armstrong And Buzz Aldrin Stepped Out On To The Sea Of Tranquility. Now History And Fiction Have Become Inexorably Intertwined.

Magic's Just Science That We Don't Understand Yet.

All Explorers Are Seeking Something They Have Lost. It Is Seldom That They Find It, And More Seldom Still That The Attainment Brings Them Greater Happiness Than The Quest.

The Truth, As Always, Will Be Far Stranger.

Any Path To Knowledge Is A Path To God-or Reality, Whichever Word One Prefers To Use