In spite of all evidence that life is discontinuous, a valley of rifts, and that random chance plays a great part in our fates, we go on believing in the continuity of things, in causation and meaning. But we live on a broken mirror, and fresh cracks appear in its surface every day.

There needs to be a thorough examination, by Muslims everywhere, of why it is that the faith they love breeds so many violent mutant strains.

A sigh isn't just a sigh. We inhale the world and breathe out meaning. While we can. While we can.

If you're offended, it's your problem.

Not all possibilities are open to us. The world is finite; our hopes spill over its rim.

A relationship with an imaginary woman is preferable to a relationship with a real one.

Killing people because you don't like their ideas - it's a bad thing.