I've been writing for decades that balance is an inapt metaphor as it necessarily entails tradeoffs.

People struggle most with seeing new ways of doing things and often need help in breaking through their tradition-bound mindsets.

Skilled leaders focus on "we," not "me."

We all want to have a rich and meaningful work life and a fulfilling life beyond work.

"Leading" is about mobilizing people toward valued goals.

Firms that fully embrace the needs and interests of the whole person will win today's competition for the best talent.

Knowing what matters most, what I call "being real," is the alpha and omega for leaders.

When employers no longer offer secure full-time employment with benefits, then it's hard to expect employees to be loyal, engaged, and maximally productive.

Curiosity about the world and questioning of the status quo to open minds to alternative visions of the future are essential leadership skills. And they can be learned.

The worst thing you can do, despite the innumerable obstacles we confront, is to not try.

The principles that apply to engagement for employees are the same as those that apply to supervisors.

A biomass will do whatever it takes to be accepted by the society

Gentleness stepped out of your smile

People can easily forget how fast you did your work, but can hardly forget how well you did it.

I had been in that part of the world as a soldier in Korea, so I had been interested in Vietnam.

Burnout is what happens when you try to avoid being human for too long.

...the dust returns to the ground it came from, and the spirit returns to God who gave it.

In 2000 the majority of people wanted me and Buchanan on the debates in two thousand. And me on the debates in 2004. have there been any polls?

I've always tried to - when I've been able to - support young artists, no matter what medium.

And, of course, some SF is set close enough to here and now that Anglo and European do apply. Since many of the writers come from those backgrounds, so does much of the fiction.

If Cape wasn't your last name, what was your real one?" I asked, deathly curious now. "Ahhhh," he complained. "Pincas Huckleburr.