Harlan Ellison
Harlan Ellison
Harlan Jay Ellisonis an American writer. His principal genre is speculative fiction...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth27 May 1934
CityCleveland, OH
CountryUnited States of America
belief dies
When belief in a god dies, the god dies.
writing holy chores
Writing is a holy chore.
real science names
The real name for 'science' is magic.
doe use fluoride
Posing the question: does the god of love use underarm deodorant, vaginal spray and fluoride toothpaste?
meaningful writing reality
The more you know, the more unflinchingly you deny casual beliefs and Accepted Wisdom when it flies in the face of reality, the more carefully you observe the world and its people around you, the better chance you have of writing something meaningful and well-crafted.
dream tired responsibility
The ability to dream is all I have to give. That is my responsibility; that is my burden. And even I grow tired.
horse pain real
The real story of our times is seldom told in the horse-puckey-filled memoirs of dopey, self-serving presidents or generals, but in the outrageous, demented lives of guys like Lenny Bruce, Giordano Bruno, Scott Fitzgerald - and Paul Krassner. The burrs under society's saddle. The pains in the ass.
wise children writing
Thus, from admiration of one wise and innocent child, and from a misheard remark, the process that not even Aristotle could codify was triggered. Where do you get your ideas? I purposely mishear things.
art amazon haskell
There in the midst of the Amazon Jungle, Simon Haskell has cobbled up for himself a replica of an Art Deco salon.
science people progress
People don't die from the old diseases any more. They die from new ones, but that's Progress, isn't it? Isn't it?
baby sex fun
The reward of a successful collaboration is a thing that cannot be produced by either of the parties working alone. It is akin to the benefits of sex with a partner, as opposed to masturbation. The latter is fun, but you show me anyone who has gotten a baby from playing with him or herself, and I'll show you an ugly baby, with just a whole bunch of knuckles.
fighting past years
Time is like a river flowing endlessly through the universe. And if you poled your flatboat in that river you might fight your way against the current and travel upstream into the past. Or go with the flow and rush into the future. This was in a less cynical time before toxic waste dumping and pollution filled the waterway of Chronus with the detritus of empty hours wasted minutes years of repetition and time that has been killed.
monsters teeth be-careful
be careful of monsters with teeth
media people sock
They change scapegoats at the networks more regularly than some people change socks.