We are consciousness. We may not always be monkeys.

I believe that great weirdness stalks the universe. That's not the issue with me, but it is not tacky. It is not tacky.

For me, the glory of the human animal is cognitive activity.

We are creatures of information and the imagination. The monkey we are already beginning to transform and shed. We don't look like the other monkeys, and we look less like them all the time.

Television is, to my mind, the most insidious drug that the 20th Century has had to deal with.

I think what we have to do is convince people that matter is tacky.

I do not think that the government, under the guise of some phony, alarmist, pseudo-scientific rhetoric, should attempt to control the evolution of consciousness. After all, if these things truly are consciousness-expanding, it doesn't take too much intelligence to realize that it is the absence of consciousness that is causing our flirtation with extinction and planetary disaster.