Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so.
Reality is hopelessly inaccurate.
My universe is my eyes and my ears. Anything else is hearsay.
He was a dreamer, a thinker, a speculative philosopher... or, as his wife would have it, an idiot.
The hardest assumption to challenge is the one you don't even know you are making.
You turn the computer into the storyteller and the player into the audience, like in the old days when the storyteller would actually respond to the audience, rather than just having the audience respond to the storyteller. I had an enormous amount of fun, actually, working on that.