The thing that people associate with expertise, authoritativeness, kind of with a capital 'A,' don't correlate very well with who's actually good at making predictions.

There's always the risk that there are unknown unknowns.

Almost everyone's instinct is to be overconfident and read way too much into a hot or cold streak.

We're not that much smarter than we used to be, even though we have much more information - and that means the real skill now is learning how to pick out the useful information from all this noise.

New ideas are sometimes found in the most granular details of a problem where few others bother to look.

We must become more comfortable with probability and uncertainty.

Success makes you less intimidated by things.

The quest for certainty in forecasting outcomes can be the enemy of progress.

When human judgment and big data intersect there are some funny things that happen

Data scientist is just a sexed up word for statistician.

On average, people should be more skeptical when they see numbers. They should be more willing to play around with the data themselves.

Trust that man in nothing who has not a conscience in everything.

I can't tell if she's actually real, or if she's stopped caring if she's real or not. Or is not caring what makes a person real?

Traveling is seeing it is the implicit that we travel by.

The degree of notoriety I have is fine and easy. There's nothing hysterical about it.

One of the things that appealed to me most about comics was that you can pick the ones you like and build your own personal pantheon.

Cole, you stay right where you are. Miz has enough people at ringside tonight.

It means being conscious and aware enough to choose what you pay attention to and to choose how you construct meaning from experience.

Nor is the darkness of colour a proof of the earth's baseness; for the brightness of the sun, which is visible to us, would not be perceived by anyone who might be in the sun.

The same substance composes us--the tree overhead, the stone beneath us, the bird, the beast, the star--we are all one, all moving to the same end.

If you peel back the layers of your life-the frenzy, the noise-stillness is waiting. That stillness is you.