In fact, an information theory that leaves out the issue of noise turns out to have no content.

Information gently but relentlessly drizzles down on us in an invisible, impalpable electric rain.

Underneath the shifting appearances of the world as perceived by our unreliable senses, is there, or is there not, a bedrock of objective reality?

The smell of subjectivity clings to the mechanical definition of complexity as stubbornly as it sticks to the definition of information.

Both induction and deduction, reasoning from the particular and the general, and back again from the universal to the specific, form the essence to scientific thinking.

As every bookie knows instinctively, a number such as reliability - a qualitative rather than a quantitative measure - is needed to make the valuation of information practically useful.

Entropy is not about speeds or positions of particles, the way temperature and pressure and volume are, but about our lack of information.

The solution of the Monty Hall problem hinges on the concept of information, and more specifically, on the relationship between added information and probability.

If quantum communication and quantum computation are to flourish, a new information theory will have to be developed.

An electron is real; a probability is not.

The switch from 'steam engines' to 'heat engines' signals the transition from engineering practice to theoretical science.

But Yossarian knew he was right, because, as he explained to Clevinger, to the best of his knowledge he had never been wrong.

If you are good, they say you are weak.

An uncertain warrior is no warrior at all.

Quite truthfully, I have no idea how much the pension is worth because I have never contemplated retiring.

I'm not going to complain about the fact that people are paying attention to my work. I suppose that wouldn't be fair.

We lavender folk spray up, spontaneously flowering in the color we had learned as an identifying mark of our culture when it was subterranean and secret.

I think the older I get the more creative I get, I don't have the distractions that I had when I was younger.

Dinner's in one hour. If you're not back, sitting at the table, I'll beat you all unconscious with a spatula.

He [God] watched over me before I knew him, and before I learned sense or even distinguished between good and evil, and he protected me, and consoled me as a father would his son.

I went to Paris when I was about 18 and then went to Miami and New York. I did all of that alone. I did it to myself.