I'm motivated by solving new and challenging problems, especially ones that people say can't or shouldn't be tackled.

Everyone told me you can't build a major tech company in Canada. There just aren't enough investors or engineers or top-level managers. Each day, I'm driven to prove them wrong.

Social media is the most disruptive form of communication humankind has seen since the last disruptive form of communications, email.

For everybody in their busy lives, you need to invest in sharpening your tools, and you need to invest in longevity.

You can run a sprint or your can run a marathon, but you can't sprint a marathon.

What drives me is the prospect of turning an obstacle into a business opportunity, and then growing that into something lasting and rewarding.

Email is familiar. It's comfortable. It's easy to use. But it might just be the biggest killer of time and productivity in the office today.

Social media is the future, with employers recognizing they need to start hiring people with the right skills.

Not using social media in the workplace, in fact, is starting to make about as much sense as not using the phone or email.

It may be coincidence that the decline of newspapers has corresponded with the rise of social media. Or maybe not.

HootSuite never had a big launch. We were lucky to even have office space.

To be too knowing is a downfall.

Oh, don't let him pull that 'Pearl Harbor I'm going off to war' stuff on you.

Maybe [aliens] have been in our lives a lot longer than we want to admit. People have always seen strange things—elves and fairies—and now we don't. Now we see them, right?

You have to change your thinking if you desire to have a future different from your present.

Fashion fosters cliches of beauty, but I want to tear them apart.

I did stand-up, weird and ignorant stuff about my career - anything for a laugh.

The outside of any building may now come inside and the inside go outside, each seems as part of the other. Continuity, plasticity, and all the new simplicity the imply have at last come home.

I'm confident with my ability.

What if criticism is a science as well as an art? Not a pure or exact science, of course, but these phrases belong to a nineteenth-century cosmology which is no longer with us.

Random chance was not a sufficient explanation of the Universe---in fact, random chance was not sufficient to explain random chance; the pot could not hold itself.