He walked out in the gray light and stood and he saw for a brief moment the absolute truth of the world. The cold relentless circling of the intestate earth. Darkness implacable. The blind dogs of the sun in their running. The crushing black vacuum of the universe. And somewhere two hunted animals trembling like ground-foxes in their cover. Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.
A masterpiece is not perfect, but perfectly honest.
Government has no other end, but the preservation of property.
We are all prisoners of our own experiences, and the key to freedom lies in understanding them.
The complexity of a learning problem is often determined by the size and structure of the hypothesis space.