“My body has swallowed her soul, And I and my country are one. My name is million, for I love and suffer for millions.”

I weave them into rainbows, harmonies. I feel immortality! I create immortality!

The nectar of life is sweet only when shared with others.

Then shoulder to shoulder! Let us engirdle the little circle of the earth with the chains that bind us to each other.

To one end let us aim our thoughts, and to one end let us aim our souls. Hail, dawn of liberty, behind thee is the redeeming sun.

I lay my hands upon the stars, as on the crystal wheels of the harmonica. Now fast, now slow, as my soul wills, I turn the stars.

Whoever comes to me, will be free and equal, because I am freedom.

Now my soul is incarnate in my country

You [Chopin] have in your fingers an orchestra of butterflies.

I am the master! I stretch forth my hands, even to the skies!

This notion of universal Windows apps is a very powerful concept because we’re now aggregating the 300-plus-million-socket run rate of Windows into one opportunity for our developers.

If the federal government is going to cost $100 million or more of your jobs going away, at a minimum the people who are elected by the people ought to have to vote and say, yes, I support taking away your job; or no, I don’t support taking away your job.

If forty million people say a foolish thing it does not become a wise one.

Anything which must be understood by millions of people is so hopelessly divorced from how it is that it becomes a form of fiction.

We are the inheritors of a million years of striving for the unspeakable.

You are some kind of a mystery suspended between two eternities. And in that moment, when a mind looks out at a world and asks the question, ‘What is it?’ In that moment art can be created.

For my part I prefer fifty thousand rifles to five million votes.

I’ve written many love songs for Gerard. But it’s never enough. I feel that he deserves a million love songs written for him.