By age seven, I used to comb my hair for performances, just pull my hair up into a bun. Granted, it wasn't a very intricate hairstyle. Still, to be that responsible and disciplined at age seven is unusual.
Fandom is about fandom, it's a great big social club.
You know what they say the modern version of Pascal's Wager is? Sucking up to as many Transhumanists as possible, just in case one of them turns into God.
Widespread caffeine use explains a lot about the twentieth century.
No one grows up. That's one of the sickest lies they ever tell you. People change. People compromise. People get stranded in situations they don't want to be in… and they make the best of it. But don't try to tell me it's some kind of… glorious preordained ascent into emotional maturity. It's not.
For there is a truth which cannot be bought or sold, imposed by force, resisted or escaped.
On his eighteenth day in the tiger cage, Robert Stoney began to lose hope of emerging unscathed.
I am living permanently in my dream, from which I make brief forays into reality.
If you're not worried that you're pricing it too cheap, you're not pricing it cheap enough.
The day that you stop looking - because you're content God did it - I don't need you in the lab. You're useless on the frontier of understanding the nature of the world.
You don't do anybody any favours by being less than you are.