I. Asimov

by Isaac Asimov

I refuse to accept the accusation of vanity until somebody can prove that something I say that sounds vain is not true.

I don’t celebrate holidays, not the Jewish New Year, not Christmas, not Independence Day.

I never found true peace till I turned my whole working life into self-employment. I was not made to be an employee.

one meets so many phonies in the world, so many sleazeballs, so many people who lie and twist and whose word cannot be trusted, that one sometimes gets the sick feeling that life is a garbage pit in which people are the rotting banana peels.

After years and years of finding mathematics easy, I finally reached integral calculus and came up against a barrier.

Every writer, I am convinced, makes use of his own neuroses to the fullest possible extent in his writing.