Everything’s an act. Everything’s strategy.

There's no such things as survival of the fittest. Survival of the most adequate, maybe. It doesn't matter whether a solution's optimal. All that matters is whether it beats the alternative.

The most altruistic and sustainable philosophies fail before the brute brain stem imperative of self-interest.

But when the flash flood crosses your path, when the lion leaps at you from the grasses, advanced self-awareness is an unaffordable indulgence. The brain stem does its best.

Radar is too long in the tooth for fine detail.

If the rest of your brain were conscious, it would probably regard you as the pointy-haired boss from Dilbert

What's the survival value of obsessing on a sunset?

Property damage is so much easier to live with than murder.

Brains are survival engines, not truth detectors.

After four thousand years we can’t even prove that reality exists beyond the mind of the first-person dreamer.

You can’t turn a sunset into a string of grunts without losing something.

You are the space in which these thoughts arise, but not the thoughts themselves.

Boy, you know, it's amazing how your brain can turn into a sieve, and you can literally forget episodes that you have shot.

To paint well, I need to be enraptured by my subjects.

There is no success or failure in Nature.

Barak Obama initially opposed [war in Libia].

You write with ease, to show your breeding, But easy writing's vile hard reading.

You should never want to be a one position player. If you're a real basketball player, you should be able to play any position. That's the difference between really good players and average players.

One must verify or expel his doubts, and convert them into the certainty of Yes or NO.

Come o'er the eastern hills, and let our winds Kiss thy perfumed garments; let us taste Thy morn and evening breath; scatter thy pearls Upon our love-sick land that mourns for thee.