The very word "exist" derives from "to step forth, to stand out".

It's not that Perl programmers are idiots, it's that the language rewards idiotic behavior in a way that no other language or tool has ever done.

Norway did not even have a revolution at the time the rest of Europe was busy figuring out human rights and stuff, because we were busy fighting over how to spell it.

We have no mom-and-pop oil rigs in Norway.

Part of any serious QA is removing Perl code the same way you go over a dilapidated building you inherit to remove chewing gum and duct tape and fix whatever was kept together for real.

it's just that in C++ and the like, you don't trust anybody, and in CLOS you basically trust everybody. The practical result is that thieves and bums use C++ and nice people use CLOS.

I guess there are some things that are so gross you just have to forget, or it'll destroy something within you. Perl is the first such thing I have known.

That's why the smartest companies use Common Lisp, but lie about it so all their competitors think Lisp is slow and C++ is fast.

Life is hard, and then you die.

Well, take it from an old hand: the only reason it would be easier to program in C is that you can't easily express complex problems in C, so you don't.

Unformed people delight in the gaudy and in novelty. Cooked people delight in the ordinary.

Cosmic Ordering success sticks to you like mud to a blanket.

Inspiration creates a never-ending Power that makes you go on and on and on and on!

Live a life like a beautiful song, touch every heart with loving words and memorable music.

Love me, that's all I ask of you...

Finally, I have lived the dream. I am extremely proud to have worn the armband and been captain of England and for that I will always be grateful.

When I'm on a picture, I have two bosses - the director and the producer. My co-star is not my boss.

The beautiful attracts the beautiful.

Maybe my way of communicating through sign made me more in tune with my body and how it moved. Who knows? I just know when I saw a stage for the first time, I wanted to be on it.

The chief is the chief. He is the eagle who flies high and cannot be touched by the spit of the toad.

It seems that truth is progressive approximation in which the relative fraction of our spontaneously tolerated residual error constantly diminishes.