“Science requires a society because even people who are trying to be good thinkers love their own thoughts and theories.”

There will be always unresolved ambiguity here.

In success there’s a tendency to keep on doing what you were doing.

There’s a real sense in which MS and Apple never understood networking or operating systems (or what objects really are).

The computer is simply an instrument whose music is ideas.

Any company large enough to have a research lab is too large to listen to it.

It’s easier to invent the future than to predict it.

People who are really serious about software should make their own hardware.

The best way to predict the future is to invent it.

There’s an element of surprise, and especially in science, there is often laughter that goes along with the “Aha.”

We cannot predict the future, but we can invent it.

Perl is another example of filling a tiny, short-term need, and then being a real problem in the longer term.

Change is easy, except for the changed part.

I think the trick with knowledge is to “acquire it, and forget all except the perfume” – because it is noisy and sometimes drowns out one’s own “brain voices”.

Humans are communications junkies. We just can’t get enough.

The idea that hardware on networks should just be caches for movable process descriptions and the processes themselves goes back quite a ways.

The perfume part is important because it will help find the knowledge again to help get to the destinations the inner urges pick.

If you want respect for your past, it means that you have a problem with your present and even more with your future.

Stay with me tonight. Let me hold you even if that’s all it is. Let me keep you safe.

But fornication and all uncleanness or covetousness, let it not even be named among you, as is fitting for saints; neither filthiness, nor foolish talking, nor coarse jesting, which are not fitting, but rather giving of thanks.

The dilemma is that if one does not risk anything one risks even more.

I know there are all sorts of reasons I shouldn’t even be saying what I am. But I love you. I do. I knew it when I left Patrick. And I think you might even love me a little bit.

Many people are in despair because their dreams didn’t come true, and they despair even more that they did not make them come true.

The great object of life is Sensation – to feel that we exist – even though in pain – it is this “craving void” which drives us to gaming – to battle – to travel – to intemperate but keenly felt pursuits of every description whose principal attraction is the agitation inseparable from their accomplishment.

Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.