People's belief in their own local reality-tunnels keep us all far stupider than we ought to be.

Having a spine is overrated. If everybody squealed and ran away, there'd be no more wars.

Mystics are all a bit funny in the head anyway," the priest added cynically, "which is why the church locks them all up in mental hospitals and euphemistically calls these institutions monasteries.

If one can only see things according to one's own belief system, one is destined to become virtually deaf, dumb, and blind.

There's a seeker born every minute.

We look for the Secret - the Philosopher's Stone, the Elixir of the Wise, Supreme Enlightenment, 'God' or whatever...and all the time it is carrying us about...It is the human nervous system itself.

I'd support life extension by whatever means, from cryonic suspension to cyborgism to coding ourselves into our computers or whatever. There is nothing noble or beautiful or dignified about dying. Like poverty, it is ugly, nasty, brutal and primitive.