It Is Not So Much That We,

Philosophers Are Never Quite Sure What They Are Talking About - About What The Issues Really Are - And So Often It Takes Them Rather A Long Time To Recognize That Someone With A Somewhat Different Approach (or Destination, Or Starting Point) Is Making A Contribution.

While We Tend To Conceive Of The Operations Of The Mind As Unified And Transparent, They're Actually Chaotic And Opaque. There's No Invisible Boss In The Brain, No Central Meaner, No Unitary Self In Command Of Our Activities And Utterances. There's No Internal Spectator Of A Cartesian Theater In Our Heads To Applaud The March Of Consciousness Across Its Stage.

No Matter How Smart You Are, You're Smarter If You Take The Easy Ways When They Are Available.

If The Best The Roboticists Can Hope For Is The Creation Of Some Crude, Cheesy, Second-rate, Artificial Consciousness, They Still Win.

Life Itself Is Just A Thin Coat Of Paint On The Planet, And We Hold The Paintbrush.