Back in high school I told my dad, "I'm going to have a computer someday." And he said that it cost as much as a house-the downpayment on a house. And I said, "Well, I'll live in an apartment."

If you love what you do and are willing to do what it takes, it's within your reach.

I wish to God that Apple and Google were partners in the future.

My primary phone is the iPhone. I love the beauty of it. But I wish it did all the things my Android does, I really do.

Most inventors and engineers I've met are like me. They're shy and they live in their heads. The very best of them are artists. And artists work best alone.

I learned not to worry so much about the outcome, but to concentrate on the step I was on and to try to do it as perfectly as I could when I was doing it.

Wherever smart people work, doors are unlocked.

Never trust a computer you can't throw out a window.

I just believe in whatever you're going to do, even if it's work, have a little bit of fun attitude about it. You can be happy.

The easier it is to do something, the harder it is to change the way you do it.

Steve Jobs doesn't use a Mac, and won't, because it's too crappy in his opinion.

All of her mannerisms, even her way of sitting, are of a perfect femininity. Or: how to occupy the least possible amount of space in the world.

It's hard for me to understand how working-class people support themselves.

The federal government is acknowledged by all to be one of enumerated powers. The principle, that it can exercise only the powers granted to it . . . is now universally admitted.

I'm a horrible drawer. I have no artistic ability in my hands.

Eminem. My son was listening to that and I was like, “What is that junk?” Then I started listening and I thought, You know, that kid is pretty good. It's the storytelling.

The Hokey Pokey. Think about it. At the end of the song, what do we learn? What is it all about?... You put your whole self in!

I don't get tired of hearing that somebody liked my work.

I loved being pregnant. I felt unapologetically curvy, sexy, and intensely feminine. After giving birth I joined the ranks of millions of new mothers when I moaned, 'Why do I still look pregnant?'

There is a blessed necessity by which the interest of men is always driving them to the right; and, again, making all crime mean and ugly.

My love is thine to teach; teach it but how, And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn. Any hard lesson that may do thee good.