When I design a car, I want people to look at it and go, 'Wow, that's kind of interesting, ' and do a second take.

If design isn't profitable, then it's art.

You can make them so small that they almost disappear, but I think headlights are also part of the face of a car.

We have to control our battery development and testing.

America's all about freedom of choice, and I really hope that in the future we still have a great choice of vehicles.

I think people are still conscious about how the car looks, whether they're going to be driven in it or not.

I'm not one of those radical believers that everybody has to be forced to do one thing.

I've never designed a bicycle, so one day that would be fun to do.

Probably looking at a piece of paper and all the features of a minivan, the minivan is probably the best car in the world.

My view is that we will still have many different categories of cars in the future.

There's obviously a big difference between driving on the freeway in the desert, where there are no children playing or running over the road, than deploying it in a neighborhood.

Coachable leaders are ready and willing to make the needed changes and adjustments in their lives.

Darkness can inspire light, and light can inspire darkness, its just a difference of distant of these two contrasting forces.

The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes.

I capture women. I break them down. And I rebuild them. And I am not a good man.

I'd rather love a million times and have my heart broken every time, than hold a permanitely empty heart forever.

Who is so brave and so noble that they could hurl themselves at infinity without any question, with complete trust and complete certainty that that infinity will destroy them forever?

The mathematician has reached the highest rung on the ladder of human thought.

The game in St. Louis has been halted in the fourth inning because of rain. I'll bet they have the jacuzzis going there.

Never be put off by anything because failure teaches you something.

I’m not clear enough in the head to feel anything but varieties of dull anger and arrows of sadness.