If you enjoy reading something, read it.

Maybe the two different worlds we lived in weren't so different. We saw the same sunset.

nothing can wear you out like caring about people

To deal with a 14-dimensional space, visualize a 3-D space and say 'fourteen' to yourself very loudly. Everyone does it.

I think we should think of AI as the intellectual equivalent of a backhoe. It will be much better than us at a lot of things.

They grew up on the outside of society. They weren't looking for a fight. They were looking to belong.

In science, you can say things that seem crazy, but in the long run they can turn out to be right. We can get really good evidence, and in the end the community will come around.

If you have two friends in your lifetime, you're lucky. If you have one good friend, you're more than lucky

I refuse to say anything beyond five years because I don't think we can see much beyond five years.

I lie to myself all the time. But I never believe me.

Backhoes can save us a lot of digging. But of course, you can misuse it.

Repentance leads to refreshing times.

If it's not exactly like you thought it would be, you think it's a failure. What about the spectrum of colors in between.

Walt Disney had a nuclear imagination before the advent of nuclear, some comprehension of apocalypse and rapture deep in his genes.

Our vanity makes us exaggerate the importance of human life; the individual is nothing; Nature cares only for the species.

The Japanese have a strong tendency to suppress their own feelings. That's the Japanese character. They kill their own emotions.

I disconnected and made a mental note not to call Tank unless I was bleeding profusely, and he was the only other person on earth.

The cold, increased by the tremendous speed, deprived them of the power of speech.

The real traveller is the one who continues his journey even when the road ends!

My mom was very affectionate but also very loud. My whole house was very loud. My father screamed, my mother screamed - everybody screamed.

The English mind is always in a rage. The intellect of the race is wasted in the sordid and stupid quarrels of second-rate politicians or third-rate theologians.