I’m the kind of person who embarks on an endless leapfrog down the great moral issues. I put a position, rebut it, refute the rebuttal and rebut the refutation. Endlessly.
The tragedy of journalism is that these are people doing their best work.
The causes we know everything about depend on causes we know very little about which depend upon causes we know absolutely nothing about.
Hell is very likely to be modernization infinitely extended.
If you were handed power on a plate you’d be left fighting over a plate.
I’m vaguely embarrassed by myself sometimes.
Left to themselves people are noble, generous, uncorrupted, they’d create a completely new kind of society if only people weren’t so blind, stupid and selfish.
If rationality were the criterion for things being allowed to exist, the world would be one gigantic field of soya beans!
Fifty-five crystal spheres geared to God’s crankshaft is my idea of a satisfying universe. I can’t think of anything more trivial than quarks, quasars, big bangs and black holes.
If you took away everything in the world that had to be invented, there’d be nothing left except a lot of people getting rained on.
War is capitalism with the gloves off.
For 10 years of my life, 3 times a day, I thanked the Lord for what I was about to receive and thanked him again for what I had just received, and then we lost touch and I suddenly thought, where is he now.
No problem is insoluble, given a big enough plastic bag.
Every age thinks it’s the modern age, but this one really is. Electricity is going to change everything. Everything!
No matter how imperfect things are, if you’ve got a free press everything is correctable, and without it everything is concealable.
Act first! The ideas will follow, and if not – well, it’s progress.
Biography is the mesh through which real life escapes.
You’re familiar with the tragedies of antiquity, are you? The great homicidal classics?
I’m hopeless at looking into myself and trying to see how things are working and why.
There is presumably a calendar date a moment when the onus of proof passed from the atheist to the believer, when, quite suddenly, secretly, the noes had it.