Fred Burbidge

“It’s a dark night, a heavy dew; the order rings from the Tannoy Speaker. ‘Fire.’ Daddy Wilson echoes ‘Fire!’ A colossal roar, gunners lean away to avoid the blast, some with hands over ears, the earth shakes, the momentum of the crew carried them automatically to put another shell in, to discover the great gun was missing. They stood, nit-like, poised for action. ‘The bloody thing’s gone.’ It had indeed, bouncing backwards, over a cliff and crashing 50 feet below, just missing the tent of a sleeping Gunner Secombe of 321 Bty, 132 Field Regt. Like the Nazarene, the Sergeant, carrying an oil lamp was given to going among 25 Pounder gunners ‘and he sayeth “Blessed are they that have seen 7.2?” “What colour was it?” And he hitteth them.”
― Spike Milligan, 'Rommel?' 'Gunner Who?': A Confrontation in the Desert

“Many of these books were quite good, most were middle-of-the-road, and a few brought to mind a review by Dorothy Parker, in which she stated, “This is not a novel to be tossed aside lightly. It should be thrown with great force.”
― J. Michael Straczynski, Becoming a Writer, Staying a Writer: The Artistry, Joy, and Career of Storytelling

“The same applies to other venues; without the written word, book publishers, magazines, blogs, and game designers have nothing to do and would swiftly go out of business. Everything starts with the word, and they know it.”
― J. Michael Straczynski, Becoming a Writer, Staying a Writer: The Artistry, Joy, and Career of Storytelling

“I felt as if I were plugged into the motherboard—the electric shock of unlimited potential shot through me.”
― Reggie Fils-Aimé, Disrupting the Game: From the Bronx to the Top of Nintendo