I believe that one basic question, what we ought to do, period (the moral question), is a genuine one. There exists a true answer to it, which is independent of our thought and conceptualisation.

Utilitarianism condones killing of innocent human beings, even murder, if it makes the world a better place.

It is obvious, I think, that national democracy withers. This has to do with globalisation.

I am indeed a hedonistic utilitarian. I have defended hedonistic utilitarianism for quite a while.

Are there any good arguments in defence of moral nihilism? I think not.

It is of note that for a long time moral nihilism was a kind of unquestioned default position in analytic moral philosophy.

The possibility to go on indefinitely with our lives may become a reality and it will present us with a temptation.

It is obvious that humanity faces existential threats of a global nature. They are global in the sense that is not possible to deal with them unless we resort to global governance.

There are some particular moral truths that I believe we have access to (such as the one not to inflict pain on a sentient being for no reason).

What we need is legislation, not negotiation, for the entire globe.

To kill or not to kill, that was the question that haunted me.

No matter how old you are, simple things can still bring you smile

I am a dead man, that's all......My Brain doesn't workproperly.My Brain is diagonessed officially dead....

When we're down and the momentum is stacked against us. Those are the moments when we find out what we're made of. When we learn to trust and lean on each other.

There's no bad writing; you did something. I was operating inside language, and I did something. I'm not ashamed of it.

Lies like that are not a sin, they are a sacrifice.

The broken heart. You think you will die, but you just keep living, day after day after terrible day.

God demands not that I be successful, but that I be faithful.

Globalization is simply opening the free marketplace to encompass the entire world.

I was a walking, talking hunk of human poop.

The church that is married to the spirit of this age, becomes a widow in the next.