“It’s a treat to see the sun rise over the desert. What am I saying? It’s a treat to fire off a rocket car over the desert!”

We’re discovering the hidden orders of the universe every day.

I’m not a sculptor; I’m a hard-edged model maker.

When I finally got up to Industrial Light And Magic to work on the ‘Star Wars’ movies as a model-maker, it felt like dying and going to heaven.

Stand back! I gotta get some rocket fuel out of the fridge!

In theory, cars are fairly simple. If they don’t start, it’s either the fuel system or the electrical system.

The skeptical community is absolutely near and dear to the Mythbusters’ heart and there’s no small reason that they’ve embraced us.

Put me in front of a crowd of science teachers or astronauts! The guileless aren’t our audience – it’s the critical thinkers we love.

I’m obsessed with the form of a toolbox.

I’ve paid attention. I’ve pictured what I want to happen in my life.

Fractals, the theory of relativity, the genome: these are magnificently beautiful constructs.

It’s a repository for my brain, everything that I could possibly be interested in.

In fact, sometimes the only way they’ll ever exist is if you make them yourself.

Whether it’s the experiments on ‘MythBusters’ or my earlier work in special effects for movies

We chose a place all the way at the end of an industrial park.

I felt like I had kind of played it out, and I wanted to see what was next, and then came Mythbusters.

The difference between screwing around and science is writing it down.

I read recently that I was born in Arizona. I wasn’t born in Arizona. I was born in New Mexico, but I can understand why people might confuse those two Southwestern desert states.

A desert is a place without expectation.

Without music, life is a journey through a desert.

Our knowledge is a receding mirage in an expanding desert of ignorance.

As drivers desert the city I find myself clinging more and more to my father’s belief that a man without a car is not really a man.

A writer is someone who has a one-man tent in the desert and occasionally he sees the footprint of an other writer – in the form of a review or something.

The need for love hallucinates a prince or princess. The oasis complex is never a complete delusion: the man in the desert does see something on the horizon. It is just that the palms have withered, the well is dry, and the place is infected with locusts.

A just city should favor justice and the just, hate tyranny and injustice, and give them both their just deserts.