The people who get places in life just say yes to everything.

I love sushi, but I'm not going to write a column about it.

When wine drinkers tell me they taste notes of cherries, tobacco and rose petals, usually all I can detect is a whole lot of jackass.

Reporting in general makes me pretty nervous. But I realized: all the amazing work experiences of my life were thanks to reporting. So that forces you to go do it.

Online reaction is very different than real-world reaction.

I think the local food movement has been taken to idiotic extremes. And so I wrote about that and people got pissed.

I always thought that being at Time and tweaking your bosses and exploiting your expense account was just fun. Just joyous.

I'm not that clued into what people are that touchy about and how many of them there are and how niche these niches are.

People are different in different situations and people are different online than they are in real life.

I have a really high bar for being angry. Like, it doesn't even happen every year.

I've gotten thicker skin mostly from being older. You just stop caring quite as much about everything.

For this feeling of wonder shows that you are a philosopher, since wonder is the only beginning of philosophy.

born born everything is always bornthinking about it try not to

No man is more cheated than the selfish man.

Management of an industrial company must be giving targets to the engineers constantly; that may be the most important job management has in dealing with its engineers.

Naturally, patterns emerge through repetition, and repetition yields up a type of discovery that reveals everything about itself, especially its sorry limits.

Our affluence has allowed us to move to a place where we tend to make things pleasurable, as opposed to efficient.

Nobody understood The Reoccurring Dream, but after September 11, when we were coerced to do a national duty and go out and shop, surely people could begin to see what I was getting at.

Where there is true art and genuine virtuosity the artist can paint an incomparable masterpiece without leaving even a trace of his identity.

Never forget, the press is the enemy. The establishment is the enemy. The professors are the enemy. Professors are the enemy. Write that on a blackboard 100 times and never forget it.

If a man has no vices, he is in great danger of making vices about his virtues, and there's a spectacle.