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.

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

What is nonmeasurable and nonpredictable will remain nonmeasurable and nonpredictable ... no matter how much hate mail I get.

Every social association that is not face-to-face is injurious to your health.

Probability and expectation are not the same. Its probability and probability times the pay off.

You find peace by coming to terms with what you don't know.

Scepticism is effortful and costly. It is better to be sceptical about matters of large consequences, and be imperfect, foolish and human in the small and the aesthetic.