Human knowledge is never contained in one person. It grows from the relationships we create between each other and the world, and still, it is never complete.

Human knowledge is never contained in just one person.

What makes human life meaningful? I still felt literature provided the best account of the life of the mind, while neuroscience laid down the most elegant rules of the brain.

Even if you are perfect the World isn't.

Literature not only illuminated another's experience, it provided, I believed, the richest material for moral reflection

Putting lifestyle first is how you find a job- not a calling.

A word meant something only between people, and life’s meaning, its virtue, had something to do with the depth of the relationships we form.

People often ask if it was calling. My answer always is yes.

Putting lifestyle first is how you find a job-- not a calling.

[H]e found poetry more comforting than Scripture—and his ability to forge from his life a cogent, powerful tale of living with death.

The pain of failure had led me to understand that technical excellence was a moral requirement.

A vampire is branding girls, okay?" I ignored his refusal. "Something about that just feels wrong to me.""I would hope so.

My friend...care for your psyche...know thyself, for once we know ourselves, we may learn how to care for ourselves" -Socrates

Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.

Anything but enlightenment is pure pain; it is the lack of enlightenment. There are joys, of course, and they should be enjoyed. There are sorrows, and they should be passed over briefly.

I look forward to these confrontations with the press to kind of balance up the nice and pleasant things that come to me as president.

I have these accidents, these mistakes, these self-inflicted wounds, and then I tear my head to shreds about it for days.

What sort of personality does one need to have, as a twenty-first-century mechanic, to tolerate the layers of electronic bullshit that get piled on top of machines?

Sibling relationships are complicated. All family relationships are. Look at Hamlet.

Love is the infinite which is given to the finite.

They tried to get me-I got them first! (suicide note)