Capital itself is simply the useful residue of the work of past laborers, and it could belong to everyone as well as to a few.
Buddhism spreads by people converting out of their own wish for peace and right action. But power condenses around those willing to use force.
And yet the whole meaning of the universe, its beauty, is contained in the consciousness of intelligent life. We are the consciousness of the universe, and our job is to spread that around, to go look...
And the old ones were burly people, as strong as bears or wolverines. One of Thorn’s stories told how an old one had married a bear by mistake, and neither of them had noticed; their daughter told the...
And in this curious state I had the realization, at the moment of seeing that stranger there, that I was a person like everybody else. That I was known by my actions and words, that my internal univer...
All the repetitions in the pattern were superficial; the moment was always new. It had to be lived, and then the next moment embraced as it arrived.
He was a sort of dully furious Soviet bureaucrat, a petty man used to giving orders and being obeyed.
You just don't have faith! Frank repeated.Well I hope I never get it! It's like being hit by a hammer in the head!
Who programmed this thing?
We were outside the world, we didn't even own things -- some clothes. . . . This arrangement resembles the prehistoric way to live, and it therefore feels right to us, because our brains recognize it...
We dream, we wake on a cold hillside, we pursue the dream again. In the beginning was the dream, and the work of disenchantment never ends.
We are all alone in our own life-world, flying through the universe at great speed. Humans are lucky not to face that. If they don’t.
To her data analysis was the ugly love child of science and Kafka,
This was perhaps the evolutionary usefulness of the elderly, Bao had concluded: to give the young some kind of psychic shield from reality, putting them under a description which allowed them to ignor...
They could do anything. That, however, was part of what made it difficult to bring [it] to a close. Infinite possibility was going to collapse, in the act of choosing, to the single world line of hist...
Slow is not the same as deficient. It's just slow. A glacier is slow too, but it gets there, and nothing stops it.
It’s fragile what we know. It’s gone every time we forget. Then someone has to learn it all over again.
It grew in the dark, it’s a stack, a hyperobject, an accidental megastructure. No
Bold didn’t know what he felt, it changed minute by minute.
Why are we here?''To make more love.''All right, fair enough. But how do we best love this world Allah gave us? We do it by learning it! [...] If you try to understand things, if you look at the world...