I try not to be surprised. Surprise is the public face of a mind that has been closed.

Human spirit is the ability to face the uncertainty of the future with curiosity and optimism.

I respond well to what I read of Immanuel Kants idea that the world as we see it is absolutely a function of the way our brain works. In the modern parlance, its an evolved machine that we carry with us.

I cannot choose to ignore this feeling, of life slowly bleeding out of me. I cannot ignore the fact that life only makes sense to me when I see a smile, or feel another hand in mine.

Many scholars have complained of our tendency to see history only in conflicts, but I am not convinced they are right. It is in conflict that our values are exposed.

Thought, like any parasite, cannot exist without a compliant host.

The mind is not a machine, it is an idea. And the Idea resists all attempts to control it.