scientists ... resist ... making more of the data than the data make of themselves.
We are made of stardust; why not take a few moments to look up at the family album?
Eternal love is a myth, but we make our myths, and we love them to death.
evolution is a tinkerer, an ad-hocker, and a jury-rigger. It works with what it has on hand, not with what it has in mind. Some of its inventions prove elegant, while in others you can see the seams and dried glue.
The beauty of the natural world lies in the details.
[On women:] We are all yeses. We are worthy enough, we passed inspection, we survived the great fetal oocyte extinctions. In that sense, at least - call it a mechanospiritual sense - we are meant to be. We are good eggs, every one of us.