The rain fell like dead bullets.

I kind of have to be a master of cleaning, extracting and trusting my data before I do anything with it.

Engineering, I think you can pick up. [A data scientist's] curiosity is built-in

Every broken lunatic needed a theme song.

The greatest form of genius is that which isn’t noticed.

Well, who’s real? The living or the dead?

Some artists are normal people who just happen to make things because we can't figure out how in the hell to communicate with people.

Children always forgive their mothers. That's the way God's designed them. He gives them two arms, two legs, and a heart that will cry 'mother' until the day it stops beating.

This was her heritage. Her people. So why did she feel so small and weak? So far removed from it?

Princeton is a wonderful little spot. A quaint and ceremonious village of puny demigods on stilts.

No notice is taken of a little evil, but when it increases it strikes the eye.

Before you speak ask yourself if what you are going to say is true, is kind, is necessary, is helpful. If the answer is no, maybe what you are about to say should be left unsaid.

I'm ready to grow young again

If slaves will make good soldiers, then our whole theory of slavery is wrong.

Love makes use of the worst traps. The least noble. The rarest. It exploits coincidence.

In conclusion, I submit that, far from science having buried God, not only do the results of science point towards his existence, but the scientific enterprise itself is validated by his existence.

All those who actually live the mysteries of life haven't the time to write, and all those who have the time don't live them! D'you see?