There are no happy endings in history, only crisis points that pass.
Inspect every piece of pseudoscience and you will find a security blanket.
There is no merit to discipline under ideal circumstances. I must have it in the face of death or it is worthless.
Writing is my only interest. Even speaking is an interruption.
I do not fear computers. I fear the lack of them.
Although the time of death is approaching me, I am not afraid of dying and going to Hell or (what would be considerably worse) going to the popularized version of Heaven. I expect death to be nothingness and, for removing me from all possible fears of death, I am thankful to atheism.