“Once you reject evidence as a source of knowledge, you don’t gotta believe nothin’ you don’t like.”

Take them out onto the verandah and beat them with a cricket bat…. Be intellectually rigorous. Identify your biases, your prejudices, your privilege.

Science is not a body of knowledge or a belief system, it is just a term that describes humankind’s incremental acquisition of understanding through observation.

It is just a term which describes humankind’s incremental acquisition of understanding through observation. Science is awesome.

Love without evidence is stalking.

It’s the fine balance of caffeine and alcohol that bookends my days

There is great wisdom in this… but I would add that opinions differ significantly from arse-holes, in that yours should be constantly and thoroughly examined.

The existence of a higher power with any consciousness or interest in the human race or ability to punish or reward humans for their moral choices or that there is any reason other than fear to believe in any version of an afterlife, I will give you my piano, one of my legs and my wife.

If I had a religion, its deity would be Audysseus, the sound God, and He would be a vengeful god, dishing out eternal damnation to people with cheap stage monitors.

Empathy is intuitive, but it is also something you can work on intellectually.

Isn’t this enough? Just this world? Just this beautiful, complex wonderfully unfathomable world?

Throughout history, every mystery ever solved has turned out to be NOT magic.

There are children in Africa, starving to death, and you don’t hear them whinging.

Science adjusts its views based on what’s observed.

To dream of the person you would like to be is to waste the person you are.

Define yourself by what you love.

It’s an incredibly exciting thing, this one, meaningless life of yours.

There is no aphrodisiac like innocence.

I certainly like to win. But I really hate to lose.

It’s weird, but I don’t feel like think I deserve any of the attention. There’s really nothing but one audition for a Disney Channel movie that separates me from 2,000 other brown-haired, blue-eyed guys in L.A., you know?

How do you know what it’s like to be stupid if you’ve never been smart?

I can draw really well. And I like to paint. I’m a bit of an artist.

The day of parochialism in sports is over. The world is too small for what people like to call ‘the good old days.’

They have a lateral line down their whole body that senses motion, but maybe it does more than that.

It’s wonderful to meet so many friends that I didn’t used to like.