My soul knows my meat is doing bad things, and is embarrassed. But my meat just keeps right on doing bad, dumb things.

Science never cheered up anyone. The truth about the human situation is just too awful.

I am simply impressed by the unexpected insights which shower down on me when my job is to imagine, as contrasted with the woodenly familiar ideas which clutter my desk when my job is to tell the truth.

Most kids can't afford to go to Harvard to be misinformed.

If you can do a half-assed job of anything, you're a one-eyed man in a kingdom of the blind.

Here's what I think the truth is: We are all addicts of fossil fuels in a state of denial, about to face cold turkey. And like so many addicts about to face cold turkey, our leaders are now committing violent crimes to get what little is left of what we're hooked on.

The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable.