Few understand that procrastination is our natural defense, letting things take care of themselves and exercise their antifragility; it results from some ecological or naturalistic wisdom, and is not always bad - at an existential level, it is my body rebelling against its entrapment. It is my soul fighting the Procrustean bed of modernity.

Muscles without strength, friendship without trust, opinion without risk, change without aesthetics, age without values, food without nourishment, power without fairness, facts without rigor, degrees without erudition, militarism without fortitude, progress without civilization, complication without depth, fluency without content; these are the sins to remember.

A prophet is not someone with special visions, just someone blind to most of what others see

We favor the visible, the embedded, the personal, the narrated, and the tangible; we scorn the abstract.

This is the tragedy of modernity: as with neurotically overprotective parents, those trying to help are often hurting us the most.

The fragile wants tranquility, the antifragile grows from disorder, and the robust doesn't care too much.

We should ban banks from risk-taking because society is going to pay the price.