Death makes me realize how deeply I have internalized the agnosticism I preach in all my books. I consider dogmatic belief and dogmatic denial very childish forms of conceit in a world of infinitely whirling complexity. None of us can see enough from one corner of space-time to know "all" about the rest of space-time.

Since things are moving faster and faster, we cannot afford the amount of stupidity that we used to be able to tolerate.

We live in our myths, we only endure reality.

Like what you like, enjoy what you enjoy, and don't take crap from anybody.

He who lives happiest has forgotten most

Consciousness itself is an infinite regress. This explains coincidences.

...an optimistic mind-set finds dozens of possible solutions for every problem that the pessimist regards as incurable.