If a work of art is to explore new environments, it is not to be regarded as a blueprint but rather as a form of action-painting.

World War III is a guerrilla information war with no division between military and civilian participation.

There are no passengers on spaceship earth. We are all crew.

As technology advances, it reverses the characteristics of every situation again and again. The age of automation is going to be the age of 'do it yourself.'

Obsolescence never meant the end of anything, it's just the beginning.

Publication is a self-invasion of privacy.

Madison Avenue is a very powerful aggression against private consciousness. A demand that you yield your private consciousness to public manipulation.

The modern Little Red Riding Hood, reared on singing commercials, has no objection to being eaten by the wolf.

The computer is the most extraordinary of man's technological clothing; it's an extension of our central nervous system. Beside it, the wheel is a mere hula-hoop.

We look at the present through a rear view mirror. We march backwards into the future.

In an age of multiple and massive innovations, obsolescence becomes the major obsession.

I started to find out the path to the HELL in a decent way. Then I realized that now it's been called SOCIETY, and I'm already part of it.

Your only job is creating a life that contains a story worth telling.

Learn to appreciate the beautiful gift of life because being alive is a privilege not an entitlement.

Water is the most essential element in life, because without it you can't make coffee.

I train myself for triumph by knowing it is mine no matter what.

...by crushing individuals, they cannot kill ideas.

Chaos is the only thing that honestly wants you to grow. The only friend who really helps you be creative.

I am a progressive who gets things done. And the root of that word, progressive, is progress.

I'm a tropical weather cruiser. I like surfing, you know. I like being on the beach.

Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his words, killing me softly with his song.