Software sucks because users demand it to.

If you have a block of ballistics gelatin and a high-speed camera, pretty soon somebody gets a gun!

Software is a gas; it expands to fill its container.

If you talk about sous-vide, then you have to talk about food safety, and microbiology, and heat.

Nobody wants a prediction that the future will be more or less like the present, even if that is, statistically speaking, an excellent prediction.

Words can hurt you. In the larger world, it frames how people think about you, and it can hurt you in lots of little, subtle ways.

Bill, we left megalomania behind a long time ago. Now we are gigalomaniacs.

For relatively modest amounts of sulfur dioxide injected into the atmosphere, you could easily cool Earth by 1% or more, if you want.

Chefs think about what it's like to make food. Being a scientist in the kitchen is about asking why something works, and how it works.

Intellectual Ventures is a company that invests in invention.

No CEO ever says, 'Damnit, we need to increase research!' I want to encourage them to do that.

Those who are not lazy will have a better chance for a steadfast future.

Nothing can calm our souls more or better prepare us for life’s challenges than time spent alone with God.

Every man has his follies - and often they are the most interesting things he has got.

I started publishing stories in small magazines early on, but after seven or eight or nine years you feel like you need a little more than that to show for your efforts.

The person who’s in love with their vision of community will destroy community. But the person who loves the people around them will create community everywhere they go.

A man's behaviour may be quite harmless and even beneficial, when he ismorally behaving like a scoundrel. And he may do great harm when he is morally acting on the highest principles.

If the heart of a man is depressed with cares, The mist is dispelled when a woman appears.

I have a very hard time picturing myself in a room with some type of goo oozing out of an air vent and killing me; that doesn't really scare me because I don't think that's going to happen to me.

The kaleidoscope has been shaken. The pieces are in flux. Soon they will settle again. Before they do, let us re-order this world around us.

Can it be That modesty may more betray our sense Than woman's lightness? Having waste ground enough, Shall we desire to raze the sanctuary And pitch our evils there?