David Zindell
American science fiction and fantasy author with a degree in mathematics.
You must remember that an oak tree is not a crime against the acorn.
The secret of life is more life.
A man lusts to become a god ... and there is murder. Murder upon murder upon murder. Why is the world of men nothing but murder?
That was the true terror of war, that often one had to accept danger and simply wait to live or die.
Faith — what is this emotion but a desperate attempt to escape from mind-burning fear?
Poems are the dreams of the universe crystallized in words.
The universe is a womb for the genesis of gods.
In an infinite universe, every point in space-time is the center.
Before, you are wise; after, you are wise. In between you are otherwise.
Any robot sufficiently intelligent to clean dishes is too intelligent to clean dishes.
For war is never some cosmic accident descending upon a people with all the chance and inevitability of asteroids falling like fire out of the heavens, but only the will and work of man.
I am not interested in things getting better; what I want is more: more human beings, more dreams, more history, more consciousness, more suffering, more joy, more disease, more agony, more rapture, more evolution, more life.