Software gets slower faster than hardware gets faster. (Or, sometimes known by] Grove [the head of Intel] giveth and Gates [the head of Microsoft] taketh away.)

But quality of work can be expected only through personal satisfaction, dedication and enjoyment. In our profession, precision and perfection are not a dispensable luxury, but a simple necessity.

Software gets slower faster than hardware gets faster.

Indeed, the woes of Software Engineering are not due to lack of tools, or proper management, but largely due to lack of sufficient technical competence.

A good designer must rely on experience, on precise, logic thinking; and on pedantic exactness. No magic will do.

In the practical world of computing, it is rather uncommon that a program, once it performs correctly and satisfactorily, remains unchanged forever.

A primary cause of complexity is that software vendors uncritically adopt almost any feature that users want.

C++ is an insult to the human brain

Time pressure gradually corrupts an engineer's standard of quality and perfection. It has a detrimental effect on people as well as products

Increasingly, people seem to misinterpret complexity as sophistication, which is baffling -- the incomprehensible should cause suspicion rather than admiration.

Software is getting slower more rapidly than hardware becomes faster.

Overcome darkness, so that you may walk in the light.

Human life is an incongruous combination of tragedy and comedy.

What makes 'good tape'? That is the question that has consumed my life for the past 20 years, and I have an answer for you

The League is very well when sparrows shout, but no good at all when eagles fall out.

Let's be honest, any show will live or die based on how good the characters are, how good the actors are, how complicated the relationships are, how grounded they are and how much heart they have.

Some new machinery with adequate powers must be created now if our fine phrases and noble sentiments are to have substance and meaning for our children.

These evils I deserve, and more . . . . Justly, yet despair not of his final pardon, Whose ear is ever open, and his eye Gracious to re-admit the suppliant.

It's a little bit silly to pit us all against each other as if we were running a race. Just think about the fact that Richard Burton never won an Oscar.

I have a right to nothing which another has a right to take away.

We never shape the world . . . the world shapes us.