I'm not sure I understand how responsibility for our choices makes sense if they are not determined.

The point is... to live one's life in the full complexity of what one is, which is something much darker, more contradictory, more of a maelstrom of impulses and passions, of cruelty, ecstacy, and madness, than is apparent to the civilized being who glides on the surface and fits smoothly into the world.

A theory of motivation is defective if it renders intelligible behaviour which is not intelligible.

If I thought that everything I did was determined by my circumstancse and my psychological condition, I woudl feel trapped.

It is prima facie highly implausible that life as we know it is the result of a sequence of physical accidents together with the mechanism of natural selection.

Eventually, I believe, current attempts to understand the mind by analogy with man-made computers that can perform superbly some of the same external tasks as conscious beings will be recognized as a gigantic waste of time.

Absurdity is one of the most human things about us: a manifestation of our most advanced and interesting characteristics.