Space enthusiasts are the most susceptible demographic to delusion that I have ever seen.

I'd rather enjoy the money, and then be buried, offering my body back to the flora and fauna of which I have dined my whole life.

The educated elite is not without their own actual snobbery. And I kind of an anti-elitist in that regard.

Curious that we spend more time congratulating people who have succeeded than encouraging people who have not.

Some morning while your eating breakfast and you need something new to think about, though, you might want to ponder the fact that you see your kids across the table not as they are but as they once were, about three nanoseconds ago.

I'd like - inviting aliens and have them observe what we do because so much of what we do that we take for granted will just be weird or extraordinary or just plain dumb when observed by an alien from another civilization.

If each dead person became a ghost, there'd be more than 100 billion of them haunting us all. Creepy, but cool.