Life is a tightrope between two errors: generalizing the wrong particular and particularizing the wrong general.

Deficits are like putting dynamite in the hands of children. They can get out of control very quickly.

Rationalism crashes in the tails.

They think that intelligence is about noticing things are relevant (detecting patterns); in a complex world, intelligence consists in ignoring things that are irrelevant (avoiding false patterns)

Those who were unlucky in life in spite of their skills would eventually rise. The lucky fool might have benefited from some luck in life; over the longer run he would slowly converge to the state of a less-lucky idiot. Each one would revert to his long-term properties.

Most so-called writers keep writing and writing with the hope, some day, to find something to say.

An idea starts to be interesting when you get scared of taking it to its logical conclusion.