Above all, the translation of books into digital formats means the destruction of boundaries. Bound, printed texts are discrete objects: immutable, individual, lendable, cut off from the world.

Time, presence and physical attentiveness are our most basic proxies for something ultimately unprovable: that we are understood.

We live in an age of miracles so commonplace that it can be difficult to see them as anything other than part of the daily texture of living

In an age of constant live connections, the central question of self-examination is drifting from ‘Who are you?’ towards ‘What are you doing?

If computers remain far worse than us at image recognition, a certain over-confident combination of man and machine can elsewhere take inaccuracy to a whole new level.

Forget artificial intelligence - in the brave new world of big data, it's artificial idiocy we should be looking out for.

Even when they're not causing injury, human-controlled cars are often driven inefficiently, ineptly, antisocially, or in other ways additive to the sum of human misery.

I know Dave [Attel] and we're friendly, and I have nothing but respect for him.

I shan't get free of my emotion by copying the tree faithfully, or by drawing its leaves one by one in the common language, but only after identifying myself with it.

Now I have the voice of a 16-year-old. I'm looking for a doctor who could give me the body of a 16-year-old.

You're making me nervous by being so weird. But your weirdness is what I like about you.

Evil Rulers Are Never Beyond The Bounds of God's Sovereign Will

It's a measure of the depth of our consumer trance that the death of the planet is not sufficient to break it.

To be a star, you must shine your own light, follow your path, and don't worry about the darkness, for that is when the stars shine brightest. Always do what you are afraid to do.

I did the only really brave thing I have ever done in my life: I inched forward.

Human inventiveness is overwhelming human adaptiveness. Our ability to judge lags behind our ability to create.

The deep of night is crept upon our talk, And Nature must obey necessity.