When we first started with Apple computers, it was my dream that everyone would learn to program, and that was how they'd use their computer.

If you love what you do and are willing to do what it takes, it's within your reach.

I wish to God that Apple and Google were partners in the future.

My primary phone is the iPhone. I love the beauty of it. But I wish it did all the things my Android does, I really do.

Most inventors and engineers I've met are like me. They're shy and they live in their heads. The very best of them are artists. And artists work best alone.

I learned not to worry so much about the outcome, but to concentrate on the step I was on and to try to do it as perfectly as I could when I was doing it.

Wherever smart people work, doors are unlocked.

Never trust a computer you can't throw out a window.

I just believe in whatever you're going to do, even if it's work, have a little bit of fun attitude about it. You can be happy.

The easier it is to do something, the harder it is to change the way you do it.

Steve Jobs doesn't use a Mac, and won't, because it's too crappy in his opinion.

The most beautiful rose still has to contend with ugly thorns.

Feeling grateful is good

In a soulmate we find not company, but a completed solitude.

I care not so much what I am to others as what I am to myself. I will be rich by myself and not by borrowing.

we lived depravityand called it truth, silencingour dreaming, andour love, discardingthings holy.

Two seconds are a thousand years.

Each individual in a society is a nexus where innumerable relationships of this character intersect.

I am beginning to give revelation over ley lines and power lines over nations and continents. I am releasing angels to war along with you and bring revelation over power sources and strong men.

It is Veterans Day, when we honor everyone who served in all of the campaigns. We honor them with dignity and respect, and of course mattress sales and tire discounts.

Silly gardeners! We buy pretty, comfortable benches and position them oh so carefully. But does the gardener ever sit? No! We perch momentarily and then jump up to do that next thing we see.