While people are quick to praise the wisdom of the crowd, being an old-school journalist, I look at the wisdom of the crowd and know it can quickly turn into a mob mentality.

The currency of blogging is authenticity and trust.

Fortunes are built during the down market and collected in the up market.

There is no luck, you work hard and study things intently. If you do that for long and hard enough you're successful.

No one remembers how you got there, only that you got there.

Excellence is everything today, and most people aren't excellent. If you're not excellent - like truly excellent at what you do - you're toast.

People's reputations are made in the bad times more than the good times.

I get a lot of emails from entrepreneurs. The best ones are short, to the point and include some question and/or the product

Blogging is great, and I read blogs all day long. However, my goal is really to have a deep, meaningful discussion with people. For some reason, I'm able to accomplish this best via email.

If you can't sell your product, it's not a product-it's a hobby.

Longevity is a big part of credibility.

The truth is I didn’t need therapy

Look for the woman in the dress. If there is no woman, there is no dress.

And now that I've been exposed to this feeling, perfect mouth against perfect mouth, the natural order of things, I wonder why people don't kiss all day, every day. How does anything ever get done?

The greatest crime since World War II has been U.S. foreign policy.

It really was getting difficult to be wonderful.

Dear friends, whenever you want to understand a text of Scripture, try to read the original

I set out in television with one simple goal: to purchase a Russian bride. Didn't work out. Immigration stuff - it's complicated.

When you're in love with the work, the energy comes more naturally. You want to wake up in the morning to write more material, or to go on stage and give every shred of emotion you have.

Yet it is necessary to hope, though hope should always be deluded, for hope itself is happiness, and its frustrations, however frequent, are yet less dreadful than its extinction.