The history of life is written in terms of negative entropy.

Cyberspace, especially, draws us into the instant.

Everything we care about lies somewhere in the middle, where pattern and randomness interlace.

The universe is computing its own destiny.

You can't waste time and you can't save time; you can only choose what you do at any given moment.

At its most fundamental, information is a binary choice. In other words, a single bit of information is one yes-or-no choice.

The library will endure; it is the universe... We walk the corridors, searching the shelves and rearranging them, looking for lines of meaning amid leagues of cacophony and incoherence, reading the history of the past and of the future, collecting our thoughts and collecting the thoughts of others, and every so often glimpsing mirrors, in which we may recognize creatures of the information.