I don't think anyone at Fox believes they are producing even-handed, impartial coverage.

Every time my TweetDeck shoots a new tweet to my desktop, I experience a little dopamine spritz that takes me away from... from... wait, what was I saying?

Beating up on the so-called elite media has a nice populist ring to it.

There is something decidedly faux about the camaraderie of Facebook, something illusory about the connectedness of Twitter.

I'm a Capricorn, actually.

Every technology, including the printing press, comes at some price.

One of the most important disciplines in journalism is to challenge your working premises.

My dad was an engineer, and he became the CEO of Chevron. His was an engineer's mind-set: Everything's kind of a problem how do you approach the problem?

Anyone with an Internet service provider can be a pundit or whatever they want.

It's a considerable source of tragedy in the world that people stay in powerful jobs long past the point where they're a spent force.

The curse of a journalist is that he always has more questions than answers.

He was good and then really good and then bad and then really bad, but since he was good I got lost in the thought that I could fix it.

It is a predisposition of human nature to consider an unpleasant idea untrue, and then it is easy to find arguments against it.

What a computer is to me is the most remarkable tool that we have ever come up with. It's the equivalent of a bicycle for our minds.

I do not judge the universe.

Bet on yourself! You never lose if you bet on yourself!

We can agree to disagree, but we don’t need to be disagreeable.

Anyone who knows the marketing world knows that ideas come and go, and people latch onto things and think of them as a kind of solution.

Let's cool it brothers . . . Spoken to his assassins, three men who stabbed him 16 times.

I love science fiction. I always have, ever since I was a kid. I love a lot of science fiction writers. William Gibson is one of my favorite writers.

When, like an Emir of tyrannic power, Sirius appears, and on the horizon black Bids countless stars pursue their mighty track.