My Reputation Has Grown Slowly.

It's Impossible To Tell You What I'm Going To Do Except To Say That I Expect To Make The Best Movie Ever Made.

What Do You Take Me For? A Fourteen Karat Sucker?

The Destruction Of This Planet Would Have No Significance On A Cosmic Scale: To An Observer In The Andromeda Nebula, The Sign Of Our Extinction Would Be No More Than A Match Flaring For A Second In The Heavens: And If That Match Does Blaze In The Darkness There Will Be None To Mourn A Race That Used A Power That Could Have Lit A Beacon In The Stars To Light Its Funeral Pyre. The Choice Is Ours.

The Test Of A Work Of Art Is, In The End, Our Affection For It, Not Our Ability To Explain Why It Is Good.

I’ve Never Been Certain Whether The Moral Of The Icarus Story Should Only Be, As Is Generally Accepted, ‘don’t Try To Fly Too High,’ Or Whether It Might Also Be Thought Of As ‘forget The Wax And Feathers, And Do A Better Job On The Wings.