How do entrepreneurs survive their early failures? They don't view their failures as failures - they view these experiences as feedback, and a prelude to future success.

Humans are the reproductive organs of technology.

We are infected by our own misunderstandin g of how our own minds work.

Species go extinct because there are historical contraints built into a given body or a given design.

Willingness to learn is important, but willingness to act on what you learn is critical.

What technology is really about is better ways to evolve. That is what we call an 'infinite game.' ... A finite game is played to win, and an infinite game is played to keep playing.

Singularity is the point at which "all the change in the last million years will be superseded by the change in the next five minutes."

Humans are the reproductive organs of technology. We multiply manufactured artifacts and spread ideas and memes.

Technological advances could allow us to see more clearly into our own lives.

A complaint is a unique opportunity to strengthen the relationship with the client.

The only factor becoming scarce in a world of abundance is human attention.

Memory is not an instrument for exploring the past but its theatre. It is the medium of past experience, as the ground is the medium in which dead cities lie interred.

She wrote books—and she was happy.

Maybe it's not the first kisses that are meant to be special. Maybe it's the last ones.

It was a miserable thing, to be responsible for breaking your own heart.

Now men and women are separate and unequal. We should be hand in hand; in fact, we should have our arms around one another.

As I said to Speedicut, it's hell in the diplomatic.

London ... remains a man's city where New York is chiefly a woman's. London has whole streets that cater to men's wants. It has its great solid phalanx of fortress clubs.

Growing up, there was only classical music on BBC Radio. We had to listen to the American Forces Network in Germany, which played pop songs, or the pirate radio boats off the coast.

To die for lack of love is horrible. The asphyxia of the soul.

O heaven! were man, But constant, he were perfect.