Human consciousness is just about the last surviving mystery.

The kindly God who lovingly fashioned each and every one of us and sprinkled the sky with shining stars for our delight - that God is, like Santa Claus, a myth of childhood, not anything [that] a sane, undeluded adult could literally believe in. That God must either be turned into a symbol for something less concrete or abandoned altogether.

True, you don't have to be religious to be crazy, but it helps.

People are afraid of being more ignorant than their children―especially, apparantly, their daughters.

Philosophers' Syndrome: mistaking a failure of the imagination for an insight into necessity.

The mind is the effect, not the cause.

Wherever there is a design that is highly successful in a broad range of similar environments, it is apt to emerge again and again, independently - the phenomenon known in biology as convergent evolution. I call these designs 'good tricks.'