I don't feel frightened by not knowing things, by being lost in the mysterious universe without any purpose - which is the way it really is, as far as I can tell. Possibly. It doesn't frighten me.

All mass is interaction.

If all of this, all the life of a stream of water, can be nothing but a pile of atoms, how much more is possible?

The game I play is a very interesting one. It's imagination, in a tight straightjacket.

We absolutely must leave room for doubt or there is no progress and no learning. There is no learning without having to pose a question. And a question requires doubt. People search for certainty. But there is no certainty.

People often think I'm a faker, but I'm usually honest, in a certain way--in such a way that often nobody believes me!

You know how it always is, every new idea, it takes a generation or two until it becomes obvious that there's no real problem. It has not yet become obvious to me that there's no real problem. I cannot define the real problem, therefore I suspect there's no real problem, but I'm not sure there's no real problem.