How do you say 'We come in peace' when the very words are an act of war?

It’s not in the nature of the lamb to mourn the lion.

The most altruistic and sustainable philosophies fail before the brute brain stem imperative of self-interest.

I really wanted to talk to her. I just couldn't find an algorithm that fit.

There's no such things as survival of the fittest. Survival of the most adequate, maybe. It doesn't matter whether a solution's optimal. All that matters is whether it beats the alternative.

You are. I'm just fatalistically cheerful. We all come into the story halfway through, we all catch up as best we can, and we're all gonna die before it ends.

What's the survival value of obsessing on a sunset?