Stephen Baxter

If I was a cynic I would be wondering if sooner or later some charismatic douche-bag might stomp all over this Little House on the Prairie dream of yours.

This is a strange situation, sir. Perhaps imagination is what we need.

Sometimes people say that we're living in the future, and time's up for science fiction, but I think that never will be, because science fiction really isn't about the future. It's about change and present-day concerns

I have a vision of a Galaxy overrun by mankind from Core to rim. Of four hundred billion stars each enslaved to the rhythm of Earth's day, Earth's year. I have a vision of a trillion planets pulsing to the beat of a human heart.

A sentient mind refuses to be confined by the parameters of its programming.

The past is a distraction, a source of envy, enmity, bitterness. Only the present matters, for only in the present can we shape the future.Cut loose the past; it is dead weight.Let the Extirpation continue. Let it never end.

In the Vortex that lies beyond time and space tumbled a police box that was not a police box.

Life gets boring with only humans to talk to.

Every world needed an artist.

Earth stuff, Mars boy.

Well, don't stand about like that, man; if you're no use you're certainly no ornament. Bring that in and tell me what it says.

A brief life burns brightly.