Sometimes I mistake this for a universe that cares.

I think the comic that's gotten me the most feedback is actually the one about the stoplights. Noticing when the stoplights are in sync, or calculating the length of your strides between floor tiles - normal people notice that kind of stuff, but a certain kind of person will do some calculations.

The universe is probably littered with one-planet graves

You don't become great by trying to be great. You become great by wanting to do something, and then doing it so hard that you become great in the process.

Our brains have just one scale, and we resize our experiences to fit.

What people don't appreciate, when they picture Terminator-style automatons striding triumphantly across a mountain of human skulls, is how hard it is to keep your footing on something as unstable as a mountain of human skulls. Most humans probably couldn't manage it, and they've had a lifetime of practice at walking without falling over.

I never trust anyone who's more excited about success than about doing the thing they want to be successful at.