Doing real world projects is, I think, the best way to learn and also to engage the world and find out what the world is all about.

Supercomputers will achieve one human brain capacity by 2010, and personal computers will do so by about 2020.

Time would become meaningless if there were too much of it.

Find your passion, learn how to add value to it, and commit to a lifetime of learning.

When you talk to a human in 2035, you'll be talking to someone that's a combination of biological and non-biological intelligence.

Mobile phones are misnamed. They should be called gateways to human knowledge.

The past is over; the present is fleeting; we live in the future.

Launching a breakthrough idea is like shooting skeet. People's needs change, so you must aim well ahead of the target to hit it.

The profound aspect of technology is that once secrets are revealed, the magic doesn't disappear.

Does God exist? Well, I would say, 'not yet'.

A successful person isn't necessarily better than her less successful peers at solving problems; her pattern-recognition facilities have just learned what problems are worth solving.

Because you're beautiful. I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence.

If my 'mind' don't mind, I don't mind.

She wouldn't have died if I hadn't taught her how to fall.

How much obesity has to be created in a single decade for people to realize that diet has to be responsible for it?

If I hadn't learned to lay on a two-hander once in a while, I'd never have left Flin Flon.

I was in the White House for a year and a half. Up to that point, all my jobs had been very unglamorous.

The wife was pretty, trifling, childish, weak; She could not think, but would not cease to speak.

I always liked routine. I suppose I never found boredom very boring. I doubted I could explain it to someone like Margo but drawing circles through life struck me as a kind of reasonable insanity.

Any form of art is a form of power.

It is quite cruel that a poet cannot wander through his regions of enchantment without having a critic, forever, like the old man of the sea, upon his back.