Man, alone, has the power to transform his thoughts into physical reality; man, alone, can dream and make his dreams come true.

You wouldn't believe the kind of hate mail I get about my work on irregular verbs.

The math is dead simple: it seems that the frequency of planets able to support life is roughly one percent. In other words, a billion or more such worlds exist in our galaxy alone. That's a lot of acreage, and it takes industrial-strength credulity to believe it's all bleakly barren.

Those who occupy their minds with small matters, generally become incapable of greatness.

The Democrats have pretty much given up on the white working class. That would require a commitment to economic issues, and that's not their concern.