We are here to inscribe ourselves on the universe, and it is not inappropriate to remind ourselves of this when blank slates are given us.

The distinguishing mark of true adventures, is that it is often no fun at all while they are actually happening.

The invisible hand never picks up the check.

It's fragile what we know. It's gone every time we forget. Then someone has to learn it all over again.

In a capitalist world, the word capital has taken on more and more uses. . . . human capital, for instance, which is what labor accumulates through education and work experience. Human capital differs from the classic kind in that you can't inherit it, and it can only be rented, not bought or sold.

In the beginning was the dream, and the work of disenchantment never ends.

An excess of reason is itself a form of madness