Cryptography products may be declared illegal, but the information will never be

If you think technology can solve your security problems, then you don't understand the problems and you don't understand the technology.

There are two types of encryption: one that will prevent your sister from reading your diary and one that will prevent your government.

There are two kinds of cryptography in this world: cryptography that will stop your kid sister from reading your files, and cryptography that will stop major governments from reading your files.

Amateurs hack systems, professionals hack people.

More people are killed every year by pigs than by sharks, which shows you how good we are at evaluating risk.

People often represent the weakest link in the security chain and are chronically responsible for the failure of security systems.

Security is a process, not a product.

If someone steals your password, you can change it. But if someone steals your thumbprint, you can't get a new thumb. The failure modes are very different.

Don't make the mistake of thinking you're Facebook's customer, you're not - you're the product.

I am regularly asked what the average Internet user can do to ensure his security. My first answer is usually 'Nothing; you're screwed'.

Why Borrow What U Know Is Already Coming Your Way? ~ Eve's GrandMother

As you grow older, you become faced with the problem of what to with your time

Some of us need to put down the megaphone and just grab a shovel. Little less talk and a lot more action.

Boredom is the inner conflict we suffer when we lose desire, when we lack a lacking.

In the heat of the moment, rational thinking tends to elude us.

Nevertheless, now that I have met you, I know that all that I am, and all that I have, could not match what you are worth.

I am not afraid of lawyers as I used to be. They are lambs in wolves' clothing.

What the inner voice says will not disappoint the hoping soul.

This must be Monday Night RAW, we just got a Wendy's chant.

I was no suffragette, but I was pretty sure the he-can’t-control-himself defense was a big, stinky load of horseshit.