For there is a truth which cannot be bought or sold, imposed by force, resisted or escaped.

I hadn't given much thought to the prospect of a Hugo nomination at the time it happened, but obviously once you're nominated, winning one seems a bit less far-fetched than before.

Mathematics catalogues everything that is not self-contradictory; within that vast inventory, physics is an island of structures rich enough to contain their own beholders.

You know what they say the modern version of Pascal's Wager is? Sucking up to as many Transhumanists as possible, just in case one of them turns into God.

Would I have been happier? Maybe. But then, happiness was overrated.

I was six years old when my parents told me that there was a small, dark jewel inside my skull, learning to be me.

I don't have any structured grand plan; I just intend to keep writing about the things that interest me-some of which change, some of which don't.