...how much needless despair has been caused by a series of biological mismatches, a misalignment of the hormones and pheromones? Resulting in the fact that the one you love so passionately won't or can't love you. As a species we're pathetic that way: imperfectly monogamous.

he might die for her, but living for her would be quite different.

Being edited is like falling face down into a threshing machine.

If you DJ reality, that is, if you make a mash-up of actual reality, you're going to end up with something that inevitably people will say, "This is feminist." Because you cannot avoid that.

Without the light, no chance; without the dark, no dance.

Waste not want not. I am not being wasted. Why do I want?

I have a big following among the biogeeks of this world. Nobody ever puts them in books.