Self-pity can make one weep, as can onions.

I hate relativism. I hate relativism more than I hate anything else, excepting, maybe, fiberglass powerboats. Surely, surely, no one but a relativist would drive a fiberglass powerboat.

I rather doubt that life has a meaning. If I thought perhaps it did, and I wanted to find out what its meaning is, I don't imagine I'd ask someone whose credentials consist of a PhD in philosophy.

The content of a thought depends on its external relations; on the way that the thought is related to the world, not on the way that it is related to other thoughts.

If, in short, there is a community of computers living in my head, there had also better be somebody who is in charge; and, by God, it had better be me.

Philosophers who pay for their semantics by drawing checks on Darwin are in debt way over their heads.

On my bad days, I sometimes wonder what philosophers are for.

No doubt, intuitions deserve respect. ...[but] I think that it is always up for grabs what an intuition is an intuition of. At a minimum, it is surely sometimes up for grabs.

Methodological individualism is the doctrine that psychological states are individuated with respect to their causal powers.

Who wins a... competition [between two traits] is massively context sensitive.

The data that can bear on the confirmation of perceptual hypotheses includes, in the general case, considerably less than the organism may know.

Because there's no way on earth she's going to make it through college unless she grows some serious ovaries and turns this train wreck around

Kylie looked up towards the sky. "Sometimes I just wish Heaven wasn't so far away.

The sirens sing sotto voce these days, and the young already have enough wax in their ears to pass them by without danger.

To feel, and think, and learn - learn always: surely that is being alive and young in the real sense

Journalism is to politician as dog is to lamp-post.

The Palestinians don't have oil. If they were the Saudis, they wouldn't be in the position they are now. But they have the power of being able to upset the imperial order in the Middle East.

To make a living is no longer enough. Work also has to make a life.

I'll tell ya, my wife and I, we don't think alike. She donates money to the homeless, and I donate money to the topless!

Dead shepherd, now I find thy saw of might. Whoever lov'd that lov'd not at first sight.

There is nothing we should be quite so grateful for as the last line of the poem that goes, 'When your own heart asks.