To aspire to utopia at all cost, especially at the cost of freedom, is to seal your fate either to live bitter and frustrated with the impossible quest.

We no longer solve problems; we just push technology. Today it’s a matter of code and software. Most of the creativity is gone. You already know you can do it. It’s just a matter of how much code and time it will take.

The people are just the unwitting slaves of their representative governments, the best of which are like insatiable leeches that suck the lifeblood from their populations. The people then foolishly and euphorically rejoice when the body politic belches up a modest excess of their own blood for them to take back.

The people will act on the environment they perceive, not the one that is their reality.

If you lust for power, she will swallow you in an instant and make you her servant.

We can do more for the people if they are not so aware of what we are trying to do.

And thus, the pendulum must swing right to correct what is wrong so that it can in turn swing back when all that is wrong will be blamed on those who are right.

Eventually we’ll all be living comfortably and provided for, even if caged like a poor zoo animal.

All great ideas, all great leaps of progress, all have a wake of sacrificial bodies.