Economies are complex beasts that need people to do an extraordinary range of tasks.

Adelaide is becoming a hub for higher education.

All of nationalism can be understood as a kind of collective narcissism.

Societies advance through innovation every bit as much as economies do.

As the Internet of things advances, the very notion of a clear dividing line between reality and virtual reality becomes blurred, sometimes in creative ways.

The idea of entrepreneurship applies as much in politics, religion, society and the arts as it does in business.

The biggest barrier to dealing with climate change is us: our own attachment to habits that are hard to shift, and our great ability to park or ignore uncomfortable choices.

Britain is rich in radicalism, and anyone who says that our society has drifted into fatalism and apathy should get out more.

Bangalore has become a centre for healthcare.

The most important innovators often don't need any technologies - just imagination and acute sensitivity to people's needs.

All innovation is about letting go, saying goodbye to things to create space for the new.

With grace, we find the strength to reach the goal.

We are adjured not to burn the candle at both ends.But how many people have verified that physically possible?

Our bodies won't have secrets now.

To mention a loved object, a person, or a place to someone else is to invest that object with reality.

More and more Americans are asking about the price that we have to pay when Wal-Mart comes into a community, treats workers poorly, violates immigration laws and squashes small businesses.

I think it is important to win a match, but I think what is even more important is the manner in which you win.

As you have fewer and fewer voices in a democracy, in a free society, it's not good to limit the number of voices.

People listen to the beat first. So if that doesn't draw people in especially with the audience I cater to, they're definitely about that production.

But what is to be the fate of the great wen of all? The monster, called, by the silly coxcombs of the press, "the metropolis of the empire"?

Verily, I swear, it is better to be lowly born, and range with humble livers in content, than to be perked up in a glistering grief, and wear a golden sorrow.