There is one and only one thing in modern society more hideous than crime namely repressive justice.

The concept of the 'good ol' days' must be one of our society's biggest delusions top reasons for depression as well as most often used excuse for lack of success.

Society does not consist of individuals but expresses the sum of interrelations the relations within which these individuals stand.

The smarter the journalists are the better off society is. For to a degree people read the press to inform themselves - and the better the teacher the better the student body.

The basic thing nobody asks is why do people take drugs of any sort? Why do we have these accessories to normal living to live? I mean is there something wrong with society that's making us so pressurized that we cannot live without guarding ourselves against it?

My role in society or any artist's or poet's role is to try and express what we all feel. Not to tell people how to feel. Not as a preacher not as a leader but as a reflection of us all.

Where justice is denied where poverty is enforced where ignorance prevails and where any one class is made to feel that society is an organized conspiracy to oppress rob and degrade them neither persons nor property will be safe.

Our society is run by insane people for insane objectives. I think we're being run by maniacs for maniacal ends and I think I'm liable to be put away as insane for expressing that. That's what's insane about it.

The function of the press in society is to inform but its role in society is to make money.

I suffered from post-natal depression after Rowan was born. I had a healthy beautiful baby girl and I couldn't look at her. I couldn't hold her smile at her. All I wanted was to disappear and die.

So my style has hopefully changed over the years and it is more relaxed and I do tend to smile and have more than one expression these days hopefully - which I didn't at the beginning.

My fiction is reviewed by the mainstream press by science fiction periodicals romance magazines small press publications and various other journals including some usually devoted to archaeological and other science material.

The modern mind tends to be more and more critical and analytical in spirit hence it must devise for itself an engine of expression which is logically defensible at every point and which tends to correspond to the rigorous spirit of modern science.

That science has long been neglected and declining in England is not an opinion originating with me but is shared by many and has been expressed by higher authority than mine.

Inspiration in Science may have to do with ideas but not in Art. In art it is in the senses that are instinctively responsive to the medium of expression.

The work of science is to substitute facts for appearances and demonstrations for impressions.

Most of the fundamental ideas of science are essentially simple and may as a rule be expressed in a language comprehensible to everyone.

I like to express certain things that happen in my life the joy of spring the birds singing and young babies coming into the world. You know the whole thing as well as the part I'm not happy with the sad part.

I was always depressed growing up. There wasn't a reason for it I just was. I was sad and morose. I cried a lot I wrote a lot and I read a lot and that was how I dealt with it.

Well you can't be depressed and sad 24 hours a day.

I am sure that the sad days and happenings were rare and that I lived the joyous and careless life of other children but just because the happy days were so habitual to me they made no impression upon my mind and I can no longer recall them.

When I was in Philadelphia during the Depression in 1930 or '31 I got a very sad job as a night watchman in a garage. The cars in the garage had been abandoned by their owners since they had lost their jobs and couldn't keep up the payments.

With out art without communicating we wouldn't live beyond 30 because we'd be so sad and depressed.

If I was sad or afraid I would sit in a corner and sing. If I was happy I would jump into the middle of the room and sing. It was how I expressed my emotions.