Even within traditional universities there has always been debate about whether it wouldn't be better to focus on only one course at a time.

If I'd had more time or been a better writer, I would have tried to put the same ideas and experiences into a novel. But I didn't so I slapped it up on the Web.

We worried about competitors, but it was an unreasonable fear. As a friend once pointed out, most gunshot wounds are self-inflicted.

We're not a vocational school. If someone wants to get a high-paying job, I would hope that there are easier ways to do it than working through a formal computer science curriculum.

SQL, Lisp, and Haskell are the only programming languages that I've seen where one spends more time thinking than typing.

Even the lamest page can be saved by collaboration.

Greenspun's Tenth Rule of Programming: any sufficiently complicated C or Fortran program contains an ad hoc informally-specified bug-ridden slow implementation of half of Common Lisp.

The devil is real. He lives inside C programs.

Although the Buddhists will tell you that desire is the root of suffering, my personal experience leads me to point the finger at system administration.

Remember that in 1993 a company with a bad Web site needed an engineer. Today, a company with a bad Web site needs a psychiatrist.

I don't myself believe in astrology. However, I think that's because I'm a Libra and Libras are always skeptical.

To most anarchists, the advocacy of freedom on Earth while bowing to a heavenly tyrant (no matter how imaginary) seems an insupportable contradiction.

Deprived of human intercourse, I inevitably overvalue the imagination and expect it to make the mundane glow with an aura of self-transcendence.

We write about ourselves because we know about ourselves.

Great thoughts come from the heart.

I try to cope with everything through humor.

Political Economy or Economics is a study of mankind in the ordinary business of life.

What is real is not the external form, but the essence of things.

The truth that could be extracted from words was such a fluctuating, relative truth.

Australia seems to strike a balance between big and small. It's big enough to have that diversity, but not so big that it disintegrates into something that is not connected.

Maybe my passion is nothing special, but at least it's mine.