I trust online banking. You know why? Because if somebody hacks into my account and defrauds my credit card company, or my online bank account, guess who takes the loss? The bank, not me.

There is no patch for stupidity.

Social engineering bypasses all technologies, including firewalls.

You can never protect yourself 100%. What you do is protect your self as much as possible and mitigate risk to an acceptable degree. You can never remove all risk.

Should we fear hackers? Intention is at the heart of this discussion.

Are hackers a threat? The degree of threat presented by any conduct, whether legal or illegal, depends on the actions and intent of the individual and the harm they cause.

Hackers are breaking the systems for profit. Before, it was about intellectual curiosity and pursuit of knowledge and thrill, and now hacking is big business.

Social engineering is using deception, manipulation and influence to convince a human who has access to a computer system to do something, like click on an attachment in an e-mail.

As a young boy, I was taught in high school that hacking was cool.

The key to social engineering is influencing a person to do something that allows the hacker to gain access to information or your network.

Social engineers veil themselves in a cloak of believability.

When you rejects knowledge God can't help you because He can't help you with what you do not know.

Who ever walked behind anyone to freedom?

And Fall, with her yeller harvest moon and the hills growin' brown and golden under a sinkin' sun.

You can only feel creative when there is joy. When there is a sense of passion.

Ever since I was a little kid and first heard Jimmy Reed's 'Honey, Don't Let Me Go,' the blues has been in my blood.

He's been dead for so many years, but I'm still trying to impress him. That's what gave me my drive. 'Look at me, Dad, I've succeeded.'

Oh fair, oh sweet and holy as dew at morning tide, I gaze on thee, and yearnings, sad in my bosom hide.

We live in the flicker -- may it last as long as the old earth keeps rolling! But darkness was here yesterday.

No self-respecting pitcher throws the same way to every batter and no self-respecting salesman makes the same pitch to every client.

My clothes have a story. They have an identity. They have a character and a purpose. That's why they become classics. Because they keep on telling a story. They are still telling it.