I've come to the conclusion that the core characteristic that separates companies that get innovation from those that don't is a simple word: curiosity.

Think about how you will start and where you will go. Get the head with logic and the heart with visuals or stories. And think about your core customer and all the other stakeholders as well.

Checklists are really helpful ways to remind people around how to manage complicated tasks.

I think it is only in hindsight that you can determine whether something is a mistake or not.

Why do people do crossword puzzles? There's no reward for completing one, but some people just like the challenge.

I've never seen impeccable logic be sufficient to win both the heart and the mind.

I'm not very good at sitting still.

In my mind, so-called "cultures of innovation" really boil down to one word: curiosity.

In the early stages of innovation, your goal is to learn as much as you can as quickly as you can.

People who copy what exists copy a point-in-time artifact, and if you are managing the process correctly you are already hard at work on the next thing.

Hollywood Joohn Tatum? He does at least 6,000 sit ups and 10,000 pushups a day!

To find out a heart she'd believed irrevocably broken had somewhere along the way been fixed.

Optimism is an intellectual choice.

Many of us are frightened to look within ourselves, and fear has us put up walls so thick we no longer remember who we really are.

When somebody does something which everybody really wants to do, then it makes everyone else try a little bit harder and strive for something better, and it's good.

According to The New York Times, the mob has now gotten into Medicare fraud. But the good news is, when they do break your legs there's a good chance you're covered.

[Michael Flynn is] someone who has advocated for a much tighter ties with Russia and had raised some eyebrows in terms of some of the consorting that he did around Washington.

I think science has enjoyed an extraordinary success because it has such a limited and narrow realm in which to focus its efforts. Namely, the physical universe.

Doubt always hovers nearby, but I take photographs the way a musician hums. Looking is like breathing. So when luck turns my way and offers me a good picture, joy is surely nigh.

Used titanium hunting knife: sixty-three dollars. Value: priceless.

I did not wanted to become the victim, so became the bully.