The way I see it, anyone who's proud of their country is either a thug or just hasn't read enough history yet.

For all that we have done, as a civilization, as individuals, the universe is not stable, and nor is any single thing within it. Stars consume themselves, the universe itself rushes apart, and we ourselves are composed of matter in constant flux. Colonies of cells in temporary alliance, replicating and decaying and housed within, an incandescent cloud of electrical impulse and precariously stacked carbon code memory. This is reality, this is self knowledge, and the perception of it will, of course, make you dizzy.

Take what is offered and that must sometimes be enough.

I think by definition you need to have lived a little bit to write anything that's humanly true.

The human eye is a wonderful device. With a little effort, it can fail to see even the most glaring injustice.

The way I see it, anyone who's proud of their country is either a thug or just hasn't read enough history yet.

Syndicate is technically the first game I worked on.