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Always design a thing by considering it in its next larger context -- a chair in a room, a room read more
Always design a thing by considering it in its next larger context -- a chair in a room, a room in a house, a house in an environment, an environment in a city plan. - "Time", July 2, 1956.
We seem to have a compulsion these days to bury time capsules in order to give those people living in read more
We seem to have a compulsion these days to bury time capsules in order to give those people living in the next century or so some idea of what we are like.
When you steal from one author, it's plagiarism; if you steal from many, it's research.
When you steal from one author, it's plagiarism; if you steal from many, it's research.
The great tragedy of science -- the slaying of a beautiful hypothesis by an ugly fact.
The great tragedy of science -- the slaying of a beautiful hypothesis by an ugly fact.
A science is any discipline in which the fool of this generation can go beyond the point reached by the read more
A science is any discipline in which the fool of this generation can go beyond the point reached by the genius of the last generation.
We are the children of a technological age. We have found streamlined ways of doing much of our routine work. read more
We are the children of a technological age. We have found streamlined ways of doing much of our routine work. Printing is no longer the only way of reproducing books. Reading them, however, has not changed...
The tools we use have a profound (and devious!) influence on our thinking habits, and, therefore, on our thinking abilities.
The tools we use have a profound (and devious!) influence on our thinking habits, and, therefore, on our thinking abilities.
Sites need to be able to interact in one single, universal space.
Sites need to be able to interact in one single, universal space.
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.
