All the different ways we know the world all come from the brain, and they all depend on each other to make sense.

What I really like to learn how to do is to build sentences that are equal to mental states.

The desire to live in our imagination is driven by this suspicion that we're disembodied sensibilities cobbled into our bodies. That idea has infused most of human thought since the very beginning.

I would say the flip side to my fascination with systems is a fascination with components. So many of my books are dialogues between little and big.

Maybe happiness is like a virus. Maybe it's one of those bugs that sits for a long time, so we don't even know that we are infected.

Only white men have the luxury of ignoring race.

Evil is the refusal to see one's self in others.