Just like a good drama, the human brain runs on conflict.

What we find is that our brains have colossal things happening in them all the time.

Every atom in your body is the same quark in different places at the same moment in time.

Instead of reality being passively recorded by the brain, it is actively constructed by it.

As an undergraduate I majored in British and American literature at Rice University.

The first lesson about trusting your senses is: don't. Just because you believe something to be true, just because you know it's true, that doesn't mean it is true.

It turns out your conscious mind - the part you think of as you - is really the smallest part of what’s happening in your brain, and usually the last one in line to find out any information.

There is a looming chasm between what your brain knows and what your mind is capable of accessing.

You are more likely to believe that a statement is true if you have heard it before - whether or not it is actually true.

Love was not specified in the design of your brain; it is merely an endearing algorithm that freeloads on the leftover processing cycles.

We don't really understand most of what's happening in the cosmos. Is there any afterlife? Who knows.

We cannot earn God’s blessing, it is an expression of His unending love to people

You should read history and look at ostracism, persecution, martyrdom, and that kind of thing. They always happen to the best men, you know.

He who sees cruelty and does nothing about it is himself cruel.

I have a fan base that some people say is equal to that of signed artists' maybe even more.

Ggrace is God's best idea - it's His decision to ravage people by love, to rescue passionately, and to restore justly.

To know the whole world is nothing when it is compared to knowing your own inner mystery of life.

i will always love you." "no you won't. you'll move on. So will i.

It is not enough to simply "do your best". You must strive for perfection.

I fear vastly more a futile, incompetent old age than I do any form of death.