If I designed a computer with 200 chips, I tried to design it with 150. And then I would try to design it with 100. I just tried to find every trick I could in life to design things real tiny.

The more you can increase fear of drugs and crime, welfare mothers, immigrants and aliens, the more you control all the people.

Noam Chomsky

I visited Jobs for the last time in his Palo Alto, Calif., home. He had moved to a downstairs bedroom because he was too weak to go up and down stairs. He was curled up in some pain, but his mind was still sharp and his humor vibrant.

Walter Isaacson

A man's life is what his thoughts make of it.

Marcus Aurelius

One of the brightest gems in the New England weather is the dazzling uncertainty of it.

Mark Twain

I pick my favorite quotation and store them in my mind as ready armor, offensive or defensive, amid the struggle of this turbulent existence.

Robert Burns

Great use they have, when in the hands Of one like me, who understands, Who understands the time and place,The person, manner, and the grace,Which fools neglect; so that we find,If all the requisites are join'd,From whence a perfect joke must spring,A joke's a very serious thing.

Charles Churchill, The Ghost (bo

The hardest thing in life to learn is which bridge to cross and which to burn.

David Russell

The greatest gift is a passion for reading. It is cheap, it consoles, it distracts, it excites, it gives you knowledge of the world and experience of a wide kind. It is a moral illumination.

Elizabeth Hardwick

Committing a great truth to memory is admirable; committing it to life is wisdom.

William Arthur Ward

For imagination sets the goal picture which our automatic mechanism works on. We act, or fail to act, not because of will, as is so commonly believed, but because of imagination.

Maxwell Maltz

God does not play dice with the universe.

Albert Einstein

I often wish I'd got on better with your father,' he said.But he never liked anyone who--our friends,' said Clarissa; and could have bitten her tongue for thus reminding Peter that he had wanted to marry her.Of course I did, thought Peter; it almost broke my heart too, he thought; and was overcome with his own grief, which rose like a moon looked at from a terrace, ghastly beautiful with light from the sunken day. I was more unhappy than I've ever been since, he thought. And as if in truth he were sitting there on the terrace he edged a little towards Clarissa; put his hand out; raised it; let it fall. There above them it hung, that moon. She too seemed to be sitting with him on the terrace, in the moonlight.

Virginia Woolf