That thou seest, man, become too thou must; God, if thou seest God, dust, if thou seest dust.

That thou seest, man, become too thou must; God, if thou seest God, dust, if thou seest dust.

Surgery is the red flower that blooms among the leaves and thorns that are the rest of medicine.

Surgery is the red flower that blooms among the leaves and thorns that are the rest of medicine.

The only thing that I'd rather own than Windows is English, because then I could charge you two hundred and read more

The only thing that I'd rather own than Windows is English, because then I could charge you two hundred and forty-nine dollars for the right to speak it.

You do not know our culture, our ethics, or the unwritten codes that already provide our society more order than read more

You do not know our culture, our ethics, or the unwritten codes that already provide our society more order than could be obtained by any of your impositions.

People will accept your ideas much more readily if you tell them Benjamin Franklin said it first.

People will accept your ideas much more readily if you tell them Benjamin Franklin said it first.

I do not fear computers. I fear the lack of them.

I do not fear computers. I fear the lack of them.

The coming of the printing press must have seemed as if it would turn the world upside down in the read more

The coming of the printing press must have seemed as if it would turn the world upside down in the way it spread and, above all, democratized knowledge. Provide you could pay and read, what was on the shelves in the new bookshops was yours for the taking. The speed with which printing presses and their operators fanned out across Europe is extraordinary. From the single Mainz press of 1457, it took only twenty-three years to establish presses in 110 towns: 50 in Ita!0 in Germany, 9 in France, 8 in Spain, 8 in Holland, 4 in England, and so on.

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.

...there is no prescribed route to follow to arrive at a new idea. You have to make the intuitive leap. read more

...there is no prescribed route to follow to arrive at a new idea. You have to make the intuitive leap. But the difference is that once you've made the intuitive leap you have to justify it by filling in the intermediate steps. In my case, it often happens that I have an idea, but then I try to fill in the intermediate steps and find that they don't work, so I have to give it up.