“Well madam, have you looked in the mirror and seen the state of your nose? Boxing is my excuse. What’s yours?”

To scenes by memory’s silver chain Close-linked, and ever yet apart, That like the vine, whose tendrils young Around some fostering branch have clung, Grown with its growth, as tho’ it sprung From one united heart.

In other words, humans have special instincts that tell them how to behave around other sentient beings.

Computer memories work in a manner alien to human memories. My memory lets me recognize the faces of my friends, whereas my own computer never even recognizes me.

Because computers have memories, we imagine that they must be something like our human memories, but that is simply not true.

It has been said that the great scientific disciplines are examples of giants standing on the shoulders of other giants.

Run for your lives-the computers are invading. Awesomely powerful computers tackling ever more important tasks with awkward, old-fashioned interfaces.

There is little difference technically between a complicated, confusing program and a simple, fun, and powerful product.

If we want users to like our software we should design it to behave like a likeable person: respectful, generous and helpful.

The things like that we could fight about, we really don’t. We are pretty lucky for that.

I just try and learn to be a good husband and be a good father before I am a good rock star. That means saying no to certain things that go with the business.

Touring hard and then working on putting the next one out. I don’t need to break. I just need to put a record out.

English bohemians sit in cold orderly rows, like carrots.

While making art you should just do what is in your heart.

One of the most heinous, insidious lies is the notion that you have to be an asshole to be a successful business person.

If you are making a chair, the sandpaper can make it smoother. But no amount of sandpaper will turn a chair into a table.

Computers no longer interface with humans–they interact, and the interaction will become steadily deeper, more subtle, and more crucial to our collective sanity and ultimate survival.

I’m just going to punch him and do my best. If the knockout comes, it comes.

As a fan, I like watching fighters rather than boxers.

I never compare myself to anybody. I don’t look at my accomplishments compared to anyone. I’m happy with what I’ve accomplished in boxing.

A computer once beat me at chess, but it was no match for me at kick boxing.

I’ve seen George Foreman shadow boxing and the shadow won.

Boxing is real easy. Life is much harder.

In boxing, you never know who you’re going to face in the ring.

I just want to make money, get on with my life, and be involved in good fights. If I’m not going to be involved in good fights, then what’s the point being a boxer?