Robert A. Heinlein
Robert A. Heinlein
Robert Anson Heinleinwas an American science-fiction writer. Often called the "dean of science fiction writers", he was an influential and controversial author of the genre in his time...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth7 July 1907
CountryUnited States of America
love sex exercise
Sex without love is merely healthy exercise.
morning years week
The worst that can possibly have happened to him is death and that we are all in for---if not this morning, then in days, or weeks, or years at most.
beautiful motivation men
All human behavior, all human motivations, all man’s hopes and fears, were heavily colored and largely controlled by mankind’s tragic and oddly beautiful pattern of reproduction.
thinking effort matter
No matter what I said they insisted on thinking of God as something outside themselves. Something that yearns to take every indolent moron to His breast and comfort him. The notion that the effort has to be their own . . . and that the trouble they are in is all their own doing . . . is one that they can't or won't entertain.
church thrive persecution
Churches thrive on martyrdom and persecution.
life evil cold
But goodness alone is never enough. A hard, cold wisdom is required for goodness to accomplish good. Goodness without wisdom always accomplishes evil.
ems pay attention
Oh, you have to charge 'em, Jubal. The marks won't pay attention if it's free.
consistency mind logic
His was not a small mind bothered by logic and consistency.
interest disinterested suspicious
I'm always suspicious of disinterested interest.
random-chance facts pot
Random chance was not a sufficient explanation of the Universe---in fact, random chance was not sufficient to explain random chance; the pot could not hold itself.
dark light snakes
Then I glanced at the ring on my finger. The Snake That Eats Its Own Tail, Forever and Ever. I know where I came from—but where did all you zombies come from? I felt a headache coming on, but a headache powder is one thing I do not take. I did once—and you all went away. So I crawled into bed and whistled out the light. You aren’t really there at all. There isn’t anybody but me—Jane—here alone in the dark. I miss you dreadfully!
running hands
Never own more than you can carry in both hands at a dead run.
random-chance chance chances-are
Random chance is not sufficient to explain random chance. ~Jubal Harshaw
sweet kissing snakes
He's as weird as snake's suspenders but sweet as a stolen kiss, too.