Michael Moorcock Quotes

He realised that Law and Order were not particularly compatible.

At last the computer had superseded the automobile as the focus for mankind’s hopes and fears.

Sometimes he would admit that one form of superstition was as good as another, but he still preferred to rely on the forms he knew.

Irony, Lady Sue, is no substitute for imagination.

As Barrington Bayley had pointed out in his book Structural Dynamism, man was not an intelligent animal. He was an animal with intelligence that he could apply to some, not all, of his activities.

What kind of chromosomes a person has is called his genotype, and the appearance of a person is called his phenotype. Thus, males have the genotype XY and the phenotype male. Women have the genotype XX and the phenotype female.… In every war in history there must have been a considerable flow of genes one way or another. Whether the genes of the victors or of the vanquished have increased most is a debatable point.

Some try to understand the world, while others seek to impose their understanding on it. Unfortunately, Mr. Smiles, these latter folk are those least equipped to perform the operation. Like Frankenstein, my dear Mr. Smiles, they produce a monster.

Better the myth of happiness," Harlequin murmured, "than the myth of despair.

I appreciate this quest for national identity," she said, "but it does seem that most traditions were dropped for the good reason that they were revoltingly cruel and stupid.

I was thinking of going into the assassination business. You know what a dreamer I am. Would it be too much of a hit and myth operation, do you think?

There's more to life than drugs and sex, Mr. Cornelius."
"There's more than life to drugs and sex. It's better than nothing.

Yesterday’s underdog is tomorrow’s tyrant.

Even ruin could not make it picturesque. The streets were awash with weather-stained postcards, bedraggled and muddy King Arthur tea-towels, broken plastic Holy Grails, Excaliburs carved from chalk, tiny Round Tables to hang on the wall, and polystyrene crowns. In the reign of one Elizabeth the ideal had reached perfection and, in the reign of another, it had achieved its ultimate degradation.

He complains that I don't really understand the importance of it all. He thinks my loyalties are sometimes divided." They were quite a long way behind the men. Mitzi smirked. "Of course, that's impossible. I haven't any loyalties at all.

How many generations need to comply in a fallacy before it becomes accepted as truth?