That feeling of knowing we see the same night sky, the same stars and constellations, no matter how far apart we are, will one day be replaced by the feeling of realizing we might not even see the same moon.

Death is only natural... That is, until you find a cure. Then they'll kill you to have it.

Imagine having no sight, no hearing, no senses. The world exists but you wouldn't know it. Your body depends on this place outside your reality, but you aren't even aware of having a body, of its actions from your thoughts, of others who see you and perhaps try to interact with you. God probably thinks we're in a coma.

The average is not a real number. If one fish is fresh water and the other salt, optimizing for the average kills both.

Some let the world shape their dreams.  Others let their dreams shape the world.

If you drop a book a thousand times and just one of those times it doesn't fall, then that is the one datapoint worth looking at. (inspired from "I Origins")

Why put effort into something no one else wants? Because I want it. Is your life dream just to serve everyone else?

The music was playing faster, yet the tempo was the same as before. No, in the dead of night, time was just moving faster. Asleep and awake becoming one and the same.

Your body can only stretch so far, but your mind can stretch forever.

A butterfly lay dead at my windowsill this morning, inside, having been unable to escape to the world just beyond the glass.

In the comfort of youth, I long for the worlds beyond.  In pursuit of the unknown, I yearn for the older, simpler days of familiarity.  In realizing the world I seek does not exist in reality, I run away into my dreams, only for them to fade into memories of what I tried to leave behind.  Hence, God created death.

Calling yourself pathetic is not being humble. It's actually being pathetic.

You don't treat two people equally by forgetting both their names.  Equality doesn't mean removing what makes us different.

The world I see when I close my eyes is clearer than the one before me.

This cage that is my mind... The noise and splattered colors that is my reality... What good is it all if no one can see what I see, feel what I feel, in here... You want to escape but not into that world out there.

Why would you not aspire to be God? Isn't he supposed to be the best? Why wouldn't he be your role model instead of the guy beneath him?

You don't help someone by telling them to change their goal.  If you're going to help them, help them achieve it.

Having a person complain while he imposes his will on others is like watching a dog cry while it devours a child.

50% does not mean random.  If you beat a grandmaster chess player 50% of the time, you are pretty damn good.

Every person is the God of their own world, just pitted against the will of all others out there.