I got kicked out of high school, so I couldn't get into very many colleges.

The only school that let me in was U.C. Santa Cruz, which is where I went. They didn't have a journalism program, so I took sociology, which is the closest thing to journalism.

I have no regrets about launching Salon. For the life of me, I can't imagine doing anything else.

There are not that many new media brands you can say that about nowadays.

Most Sunday magazines, with the New York Times as an exception, are kind of sleepy, weekend service vehicles to move living room products.

I know that doesn't sound very radical and webby of me to say that but I think the New York Times is important. I also think there's an occasional piece that will pop out.

My favorite thing is still journalism. I'm almost 50. This has been my life ever since I was in college.

Most magazines have become wallpaper, they're all the same, all the same celebrities. It's really an abysmal time in American journalism right now. But occasionally one story or two will pop out.

When you're kept by a patron you don't have to duke it out in the media marketplace for dollars and for readers. In some ways that's a blessing because it takes a lot of pressure off you.

After Watergate, which happened when I was in college, I became increasingly inspired by journalism as a way to change the world. It sounds corny, but to wake the public up, to serve a higher cause.

Even more important maybe, or equally more important at least, is they don't have to scrap for a living.

Zazen is better than a home. Zazen is a home that you can't ever lose.

I like boring things.

I am never sure that anythings good enough. Something that is good today will not be good tomorrow.

In some settings, however, rampant opportunistic behavior severely limits what can be done jointly without major investments in monitoring and sanctioning arrangements.

Life without a friend is death without a witnesse. [Life without a friend is death without a witness.]

The germs of all truth lie in the soul, and when the ripe moment comes, the truth within answers to the fact without as the flower responds to the sun, giving it form for heat and color for light.

It is no longer a choice between violence and nonviolence in this world; it's nonviolence or nonexistence. That is where we are today.

Few scientists would treat their cars as badly as they treat their conceptual schemes.

I frankly can't wait, because the idea of Bill Clinton back in the White House with nothing to do is something I just can't imagine, I can't imagine the American people can imagine.

Don't be afraid," i murmured. "We belong together.