“There are weapons that are simply thoughts. For the record, prejudices can kill …” — Rod Serling

Imagination... its limits are only those of the mind itself.

It may be said with a degree of assurance that not everything that meets the eye is as it appears.

Every writer is a frustrated actor who recites his lines in the hidden auditorium of his skull.

It is difficult to produce a television documentary that is both incisive and probing when every twelve minutes one is interrupted by twelve dancing rabbits singing about toilet paper.