One of the easiest ways to solve your problems is to look at how others have solved a similar problem. So, in this regard, we are using the same thinking of others.

MBA programs are underwritten by large companies and they succeed at producing future employees of large companies. In that regard, they are doing exactly what they are supposed to be doing.

I also believe that at a critical point (more than six people?), that collective wisdom turns into group think.

I think small groups have more collective wisdom than an individual.

Success doesn’t always look like what we think it looks like.

The disruption caused by globalization and technology (what Tom Friedman calls hyperconnectedness) will be around for the rest of our professional lives.

For example, I wear clothes I buy at trendy shops because I don't care much about clothing. If someone wants to create a trend around clothing, I'll happily and blindly follow.

There are not enough forums where institutions invite their workers to share their failures in a constructive way so the organization can move forward.

In companies, there are three activities that should be labeled better. First there is the "CORE" which is the thing the company does that its customers pay it to do.

However, there's nothing more inspiring than a company that does solve problems and those problems are captured as part of a larger story.

I believe in labeling things.

God is spirit

...though she had not had the strength to shake off the spell that bound her to him she had lost all spontaneity of feeling, and seemed to herself to be passively awaiting a fate she could not avert.

G.I. Joe has a heart and an attitude that feels right and familiar to me, so they could have ray guns, and they'd still feel more like real troops than many other franchises.

Parkour teaches you to be sure of what you are able to do.

But 40 told me to do me and don't listen to anybody that knew me. Cause to have known me would mean that there's a new me and if you think I've changed, then the slightest could have fooled me.

Each Fall the graves of my grandfathers call me, the brown hills and red gullies of mississippi send out their electric messages, galvanizing my genes.

There is a promise made in any bed

Love ... is a quicksilver word; though you see plainly where it is, you have only to put your finger on it to find that it is not there but someplace else.

You say to yourself, Well, this poem isn't going to be any good, but I'll write it anyway.

You can drive out nature with a pitch fork But it always comes roaring back again.