There is something fascinating about science. One gets such wholesale returns of conjecture out of such a trifling investment of read more

There is something fascinating about science. One gets such wholesale returns of conjecture out of such a trifling investment of fact.

Through the magic of motion pictures, someone who's never left Peoria knows the softness of a Paris spring, the color read more

Through the magic of motion pictures, someone who's never left Peoria knows the softness of a Paris spring, the color of a Nile sunset, the sorts of vegetation one will find along the upper Amazon and that Big Ben has not yet gone digital.

There is no reason for any individual to have a computer in his home.

There is no reason for any individual to have a computer in his home.

I believe in general in a dualism between facts and the ideas of those facts in human heads.

I believe in general in a dualism between facts and the ideas of those facts in human heads.

People think of the inventor as a screwball, but no one ever asks the inventor what he thinks of other read more

People think of the inventor as a screwball, but no one ever asks the inventor what he thinks of other people.

It is not always possible to know what one has learned, or when the dawning will arrive. You will continue read more

It is not always possible to know what one has learned, or when the dawning will arrive. You will continue to shift, sift, to shake out and to double back. The synthesis that finally occurs can be in the most unexpected place and the most unexpected time. My charge ... is to be alert to the dawnings.

If you have any trouble sounding condescending, find a Unix user to show you how it's done.

If you have any trouble sounding condescending, find a Unix user to show you how it's done.

I'm projecting somewhere between 100 million and 200 million computers [on the Net] by the end of December 2000, and read more

I'm projecting somewhere between 100 million and 200 million computers [on the Net] by the end of December 2000, and about 300 million users by that same time.

So there he is at last. Man on the moon. The poor magnificent bungler! He can't even get to the read more

So there he is at last. Man on the moon. The poor magnificent bungler! He can't even get to the office without undergoing the agonies of the damned, but give him a little metal, a few chemicals, some wire and twenty or thirty billion dollars and, vroom! there he is, up on a rock a quarter of a million miles up in the sky.