My original quips. (At least I think they are original. The “words and gods” quip is the most suspect.)
Manual memory management, n.: The optimistic state of mind before you realize that sooner or later you will have to either abandon heap allocation altogether or implement reference counting.
If you say you are making outsider art, you probably aren't.
A rationalist's road to madness: between two maps of roughly equal probability choose the one that paints you as a worse person.
The brain is an inb4 machine.
Debugging is applied pessimism.
On a long enough timeline, every story becomes cosmic horror.
Touch typing is a sign language.
Words are weapons that subdue people. They can not subdue gods.
Social critics are better at diagnosis than prescriptions.
(Re: “Should C be blamed for the Heartbleed bug?”)
Anything that requires constant vigilance is hard.
Tags: my work, nonfiction, programming.