This is how humans are: We question all our beliefs, except for the ones that we really believe in, and those we never think to question.

In the moment when I truly understand my enemy, understand him well enough to defeat him, then in that very moment I also love him.

Humans invent an imaginary lover and put that mask over the face of the body in their bed. That is the tragedy of language my friend. Those who know each other only through symbolic representations are forced to imagine each other. And because their imagination is imperfect, they are often wrong.

The lives of all people flow through time, and, regardless of how brutal one moment may be, how filled with grief or pain or fear, time flows through all lives equally.

You have to measure your success by the way your audience responds to your games. No matter how small that audience is, it's yours. Your game is part of the lives and the memories of those people in a way that WordPerfect or Lotus 1-2-3 or Windows can never be.

Unemployment is capitalism's way of getting you to plant a garden.

I will love you forever, he thought. I am lying, he thought, and this time he was right