People are really happier with friends than they are with their families or their spouse or their child.

The confidence people have in their beliefs is not a measure of the quality of evidence but of the coherence of the story the mind has managed to construct.

We can be blind to the obvious, and we are also blind to our blindness.

Odd as it may seem, I am my remembering self, and the experiencing self, who does my living, is like a stranger to me.

Our comforting conviction that the world makes sense rests on a secure foundation: our almost unlimited ability to ignore our ignorance.

This is the essence of intuitive heuristics: when faced with a difficult question, we often answer an easier one instead, usually without noticing the substitution.

The idea that the future is unpredictable is undermined every day by the ease with which the past is explained.

Many ideas happen to us. We have intuition, we have feeling, we have emotion, all of that happens, we don't decide to do it. We don't control it.

By their very nature, heuristic shortcuts will produce biases, and that is true for both humans and artificial intelligence, but the heuristics of AI are not necessarily the human ones.

The illusion that we understand the past fosters overconfidence in our ability to predict the future.

We're generally overconfident in our opinions and our impressions and judgments.

He didn't want to take advantage of her? Fine, she'd take advantage of him.

Get a grip, get a clue, get a move on

I'm interested in authentic experience and the essence of that creative place, and where those myths begin and where they become real on any level.

No organization should be allowed near disaster unless they are willing to cooperate with some level of established leadership.

Just because a situation is grim doesn't mean you don't have every right to smile.

I go to my studio every day. Some days work comes easily. Other days nothing happens. Yet on the good days the inspiration is only an accumulation of all the other days, the nonproductive ones.

To be extravagant you need money. True. But you do not need your own money.

There was a time when self-promotion was considered so verboten, especially for authors.

Death Grinn'd horrible a ghastly smile, to hear His famine should be fill'd.

There are those whose sole claim to profundity is the discovery of exceptions to the rules.