All living things are gnarly, in that they inevitably do things that are much more complex than one might have expected.

Think of a field of daisies: they bloom, they wither, and in the spring they grow again. Who wants to see the same stupid daisy year after year, especially with a bunch of crappy iron-lung-type equipment bolted to it?

Science fiction writers put characters into a world with arbitrary rules and work out what happens.

Unfortunately our nation, nay, our world, is run by evil morons.

I think dry nanotechnology is probably a dead-end.

The study of infinity is much more than a dry academic game. The intellectual pursuit of the absolute infinity is, as Georg Cantor realized, a form of the soul's quest for God. Whether or not the goal is ever reached, an awareness of the process brings enlightenment.

I like a book better if I can't predict what's going to happen.