Sometimes the cost of integrity is the loss of a friend.

Man has always seen himself the peak of creation. The part of the universe that thinks. The purpose for it all. It's no doubt a gratifying view, but the universe may have a different opinion.

Faith has its price. When misfortune strikes the true believer, he assumes he has done something to deserve punishment, but isn't quite certain what. The realist, recognizing that he lives in a Darwinian universe, is simply grateful to have made it to another sunset.

Truth, beaten down, may well rise again. But there's a reason it gets beaten down. Usually, we don't like it very much.

Don't assume that a species is intelligent because it produces intelligent individuals.

Solitude is only a good idea if you have the right people along to share it.

So we have progressed to the point where we can move politicians around faster than light. I'm not sure I see the advantage.