It's tedious to watch something very obvious being worked out, like a movie that's not particularly good and after about half an hour you know how it's going to end.

It's soothing to realize that my mind's processes are inherently uncontrollable.

One of the nice things about science fiction is that it lets us carry out thought experiments.

It's a waste to chase the pipe dream of a magical tiny theory that allows us to make quick and detailed calculations about the future. We can't predict and we can't control. To accept this can be a source of liberation and inner peace. We're part of the unfolding world, surfing the chaotic waves.

In any case, A New Kind of Science is a wonderful book, and I'm still absorbing its teachings.

We're part of the unfolding world, surfing the chaotic waves

Computations are everywhere, once you begin to look at things in a certain way.