I live by two credos: If you don't ask, you don't get. And most things don't work.

The most essential prerequisite to understanding is to be able to admit when you don't understand something

The key to making things understandable is to understand what it's like NOT to understand.

Information anxiety is the black hole between data and knowledge, and it happens when information doesn't tell us what we want or need to know.

You only understand information relative to what you already understand.

Most of us do not even know how to ask a question. Most of us do not see the root of the word 'question' is 'quest'. Most of us don't have a quest in our life.

Accept ignorance; pay more attention to the question than the answer; never be afraid to go in the opposite direction.

The organization of information actually creates new information.

A weekday edition of The New York Times contains more information than the average person was likely to come across in a lifetime in seventeenth-century England

Learning can be defined as the process of remembering what you are interested in.

People never forget things, they just never remembered it in the first place because it was too boring

Don’t allow the challenges of life to break you. Remember all the good things God has done, and fill your heart with faith

Crossing the limit is not my styleMy footsteps meander less than a mileI travel the world perhaps in a minuteYet a dream, to me, is never infinite!

What is birthday, but a celebration of death.

We act as though comfort and luxury were the chief requirements of life when all that we need to make us really happy is something to be enthusiastic about.

What is thine is mine and all mine is thine.

I love playing odd roles.

I've always loved stories of animals and birds that can appear to be human, just by taking off their skins or their feathers.

I think the trick of being a writer is to basically put your cards out there all the time and be willing to be as in the dark about what happens next as your reader would be at that time.

Do you feel better?” I asked Sam as he opened the door to the Volkswagen for me. “Yes,” he said. He was still a terrible liar. “Good,” I said. I was still a fantastic one.

Too much work, too much vacation, too much of any one thing is unsound.