Fiction should be about moral dilemmas that are so bloody difficult that the author doesn't know the answer.
My problem with the Emergent Church is not the questions they are bringing up, but the answers they are giving. They are making Christianity milky. They are making it so you can no longer define anything. There is no sound judgment allowed.
And new Philosophy calls all in doubt, the element of fire is quite put out; the Sun is lost, and the earth, and no mans wit can well direct him where to look for it.
As we continue to apply AI to new fields, ethical dilemmas will arise and the answers will not be clearly defined.
Psychology which explains everything explains nothing, and we are still in doubt.
It makes me nervous when you keep answering all my questions with 'I don't know.' " "Me, too," I said.
Non-technical questions sometimes don't have an answer at all.
Who shall decide when doctors disagree, And soundest casuists doubt, like you and me?
We have learned the answers, all the answers: It is the question that we do not know.
Go not to the Elves for counsel, for they will say both no and yes.
My books tend to have a lot of questions in them, and they tend to avoid black and white, for lack of a better metaphor.
It's the duty of art to ask questions, not to provide answers. And if you want a clearer answer, I'll have to pass.
