My name is Ethan.
I am currently available for work, take a look at my resume. I enjoy writing in JavaScript, Python, PHP and sometimes english(rare).
Although I have not figured out the meaning of Life, the Universe and Everything(due to a parse error), I have worked on a handful of projects. Check out my Weather App , WMATA arrivals app , Wikipedia Viewer and Random Quote Generator.
Check back in a month to read my essays and short stories!
That is about it, I will leave you with these:

We never make mistakes
-Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

A man will be imprisoned in a room with a door that's unlocked and opens inwards; as long as it does not occur to him to pull rather than push.
-Ludwig Wittgenstein

One of the first signs of the beginning of understanding is the wish to die.
-Franz Kafka

Pure mathematics consists entirely of assertions to the effect that, if such and such a proposition is true of anything, then such and such another proposition is true of that thing. It is essential not to discuss whether the first proposition is really true, and not to mention what the anything is, of which it is supposed to be true. [...] Thus mathematics may be defined as the subject in which we never know what we are talking about, nor whether what we are saying is true. People who have been puzzled by the beginnings of mathematics will, I hope, find comfort in this definition, and will probably agree that it is accurate.
-Bertrand Russell

There are these two young fish swimming along, and they happen to meet an older fish swimming the other way, who nods at them and says, 'Morning, boys, how's the water?' And the two young fish swim on for a bit, and then eventually one of them looks over at the other and goes, 'What the hell is water?' continue reading -->

It is in this sense, and in this sense only, that absolute is synonymous with perfection. Were all the photographs of a town, taken from all possible points of view, to go on indefinitely completing one another, they would never be equivalent to the solid town in which we walk about. Were all the translations of a poem into all possible languages to add together their various shades of meaning and, correcting each other by a kind of mutual retouching, to give a more and more faithful image of the poem they translate, they would yet never succeed in rendering the inner meaning of the original. A representation taken from a certain point of view, a translation made with certain symbols, will always remain imperfect in comparison with the object of which a view has been taken, or which the symbols seek to express. But the absolute, which is the object and not its representation, the original and not its translation, is perfect, by being perfectly what it is. continue reading -->
-Henri Bergson

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