He who lives happiest has forgotten most

The border between the Real and the Unreal is not fixed, but just marks the last place where rival gangs of shamans fought each other to a standstill.

Robert A. Heinlein has been an idol to me for more than 20 years. He can do no wrong, no matter how much he loves wars and hates pacifists.

I'm not an anarchist any longer, because I've concluded that anarchism is an impractical ideal.

My own opinion is that belief is the death of intelligence. As soon as one believes a doctrine of any sort, or assumes certitude, one stops thinking about that aspect of existence.

Reality is the temporary resultant of continuous struggles between rival gangs of programmers.

I regard morality and ideology as the chief cause of human misery.