Moral nihilism comes with a price we can now see.

Utilitarianism condones killing of innocent human beings, even murder, if it makes the world a better place.

It is obvious, I think, that national democracy withers. This has to do with globalisation.

I am indeed a hedonistic utilitarian. I have defended hedonistic utilitarianism for quite a while.

Are there any good arguments in defence of moral nihilism? I think not.

It is of note that for a long time moral nihilism was a kind of unquestioned default position in analytic moral philosophy.

The possibility to go on indefinitely with our lives may become a reality and it will present us with a temptation.

It is obvious that humanity faces existential threats of a global nature. They are global in the sense that is not possible to deal with them unless we resort to global governance.

There are some particular moral truths that I believe we have access to (such as the one not to inflict pain on a sentient being for no reason).

What we need is legislation, not negotiation, for the entire globe.

To kill or not to kill, that was the question that haunted me.

There is an ocean of silence between us… and I am drowning in it.

Babies are the buds of life ready to bloom like a fresh flower to refresh humanity.

It takes a certain level of consciousness to 'want' to grow your consciousness.

I didn't want to be a cheerleader, and when you're young and you're blonde that's kind of thrust upon you whether you like it or not.

You'll never see me at the launch of the new PlayStation or some club. For me, the fun stuff is being able to get my mom tickets to 'Dancing With the Stars' - she loves Mario Lopez.

Congratulations to one of my favorite opponents and greatest rivals on returning to the WWE. The Rock is the BEST promo man of all time.

You have to have sympathy for the villain. Even the most disgusting ones, you have to find something to connect with. I try to put as much of myself in every single character that I play.

The Photograph is concerned with the power that the past has to interfere with the present: the time bomb in the cupboard.

Herbes... comfort the wearied braine with fragrant smells which yielde a certaine kind of nourishment.