When words fail you’re getting close to the truth But we’re just about to talk ourselves into

There are two types of men: Those who lie to deceive and those who by lying tell you what they really believe There is one type of woman:

In the state of nature You live by the sword And die by the sword In civilization The pen is mightier

We’ve taken the last ember in the ashes for a glimmer of hope

Ever since I got my first smartphone it feels like I’m visiting a museum and all the decent human beings

I bought a Toyota because it’s bulletproof to compensate for the fact that I’m not even rubber bulletproof

Raised with reverse psychology– Love your enemy– It was only once The world was turned upside down That I saw things as they really…

It was always an intriguing though… to imagine knowing the date of you… until AI in a thought experiment of its own reimagined death

All relationships but one Are located on a continuum From one pole of complete trust To the opposite pole of total fear The exception that proves the rule

Saying Get out of your comfort zone to an American is like telling a turtle to get out of its shell

When I was a baby My mother wiped my bum Social media, then, is the fountai… As I become its obedient child Every time it wipes my memory

There are only two questions: Are we asking the right question? and Who gets the last word?

As users of language we give off meaning the same way that plants as users of sunlight give off oxygen

Because the Real is unimaginable effective liars exploit what people want to be true– This is known as the Unreal But the opposite of the Unreal

Because desire is lack like everyone else I take what I can’t get until I learn to give what I can