On the one hand, I'm a kind of crazy anarchist-sympathizer with a hippie background, so this sounds pretty good to me. Make something for the love of it! But the reality is so much more complicated.

Art and culture are nonetheless vital, essential even, to what it means to be human, yet digital abundance has diminished our sense of their worth.

First we need to rethink the terms and recognize that we've imported this language from the technocratic class, from Silicon Valley, that talks about openness and transparency.

One consequence of this is that people are expected to make it on their own by chasing clicks or building a brand. What a diminished vision that is.

New media companies look remarkably like the old ones they aspire to replace: male, pale, and privileged.

How valiant to deny the importance of money when it is had in abundance.

And of course the things that get the most attention online tend to be similar to those that succeeded under the old model.

One connection I see between the work I did on philosophy and my work on technology is that both communities tend to mystify and create an atmosphere of complexity.

What we need to do is take that inchoate sense that something isn't right and give it a structural component and the sense that things can be another way.

There are lot of things we don't want to know about the people we love.

Life is hardly more than a fraction of a second. Such a little time to prepare oneself for eternity!

I guess that in a lot of ways, my writing is more of a character to me than something that I feel personally attached to.

Sometimes I wish that there were a way to let people know that just because I live in a world without rules, and in a life that is lawless, doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt so bad the morning after.

He who harms living beings is, for that reason, not an ariya (a Noble One); he who does not harm any living being is called an ariya.

If the first mark of a true and living church is love, the second is suffering. The one is naturally consequent on the other. A willingness to suffer proves the genuineness of love.

Scratch my back with a hack saw!

The bare earth, plantless, waterless, is an immense puzzle. In the forests or beside rivers everything speaks to humans. The desert does not speak. I could not comprehend its tongue; its silence...

Probably careful plotting reflects my personality. I am meticulous by nature. I can't imagine speed-writing anything that happens to pop into my head.

Why use a modifier to set straight a not-quite-right noun when the right noun is available?