I am the bridge between the bleeding edge and the dead center. I stand between the Wizard of Oz and the man behind the curtain. I am the curtain.

People aren't rational. We're not thinking machines, we're - we're feeling machines that happen to think.

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.

Science is so powerful that it drags us kicking and screaming towards the truth despite our best efforts to avoid it.

This is how you communicate with a fellow intelligence: You hurt it, you keep on hurting it, until you can distinguish the speech from the screams.

What's the difference between being dead, and just not knowing you're alive?

Radar is too long in the tooth for fine detail.

But pattern-matching doesn't equal comprehension.

I really wanted to talk to her. I just couldn't find an algorithm that fit.

Integrity is the lifeblood of democracy.Deceit is a poison in its veins.

The secret of change is to focus all of your energy, not on fighting the old, but on building the new.

Ah youth, youth! That's what happens when you go steeping your soul into Shakespeare

But today, government is taking those rights from us, pretending that it gives us our rights. Indeed, those rights come from God, and it was recognized throughout our history as such.

Some of you may remember me as the 'Doritos Girl' from that Super Bowl commercial a while back, but I've been lucky enough to have gotten a few more credits under my belt since then!

[The generation engaged, inspired, worked for change] that generation, it's coming. They're not the majority yet but they're gonna be the majority soon.

It's all been satirized for your protection.

It is true that I grew up in an affluent neighborhood and went to a prestigious school. But there were horrors that went on behind closed doors.

Can we really be friends with those who don't love the books that we do? Of course we can, but can we really be friends with those who don't love any books? I'm not so sure of that.

This happens to me: I have this great idea and then I make the mistake of telling someone else.