In truth, one of our company, the solemn warrior Ecthgow, was so demented from liquor that he was drunk while still upon his horse, and he fell attempting to dismount. Now the horse kicked him in the head, and I feared for his safety, but Ecthgow laughed and kicked the horse back.

It's hard to decide who's truly brilliant; it's easier to see who's driven, which in the long run may be more important.

At the edge of chaos, unexpected outcomes occur. The risk to survival is severe.

The belief that there are other life forms in the universe is a matter of faith. There is not a single shred of evidence for any other life forms, and in forty years of searching, none has been discovered. There is absolutely no evidentiary reason to maintain this belief.

To give up responsibility for our lives is not healthy.

We all live every day in virtual environments, defined by our ideas.

In the information society, nobody thinks. We expect to banish paper, but we actually banish thought.