IAR is policy, always has been.

Imagine a world in which every single person on the planet is given free access to the sum of all human knowledge. That's what we're doing.

I'm a big advocate of freedom: freedom of speech, freedom of expression, freedom of thought.

My original concept was to provide a free encyclopedia for every single person in the world.

The goal is to give people a free encyclopedia to every person in the world, in their own language. Not just in a 'free beer' kind of way, but also in the free speech kind of way.

The real struggle is not between the right and the left but between the party of the thoughtful and the party of the jerks.

Most people assume the fights are going to be the left versus the right, but it always is the reasonable versus the jerks.

We are growing from a cheerful small town where everyone waves off their front porch to the subway of New York City where everyone rushes by. How do you preserve the culture that has worked so well?

Love. It isn't very popular in technical circles to say a lot of mushy stuff about love, but frankly it's a very very important part of what holds our project together.

Everybody tells jokes, but we still need comedians.

A lot of people who work on open-source software don't mind making money elsewhere. They aren't anticommercial.

...the Men Who Knew came out of the woodwork.

To use violence against a peaceful man is the greatest immorality and the biggest rot ever!

In the time we have it is surely our duty to do all the good we can to all the people we can in all the ways we can.

I love poetry. I love rhyming. Do you know, there are poets who don't rhyme? Shakespeare did not rhyme most of the time, and that's why I do not like him.

I feel, as a songwriter, it's one of the hardest things to do - to sit down and say how you feel.

"It can't happen here" is number one on the list of famous last words.

Ronald Regan doesn't dye his hair - he's just prematurely orange.

Lying in a Hammock at William Duffy’s Farm in Pine Island, Minnesota

My assignment is to take my situation and to use it to help others who feel hopeless and/or helpless because of loss.

But shall we wear these glories for a day? Or shall they last, and we rejoice in them?