In big industry new ideas are invited to rear their heads so they can be clobbered at once. The idea department of a big firm is a sort of lab for isolating dangerous viruses.

World War III is a guerrilla information war with no division between military and civilian participation.

There are no passengers on spaceship earth. We are all crew.

As technology advances, it reverses the characteristics of every situation again and again. The age of automation is going to be the age of 'do it yourself.'

Obsolescence never meant the end of anything, it's just the beginning.

Publication is a self-invasion of privacy.

Madison Avenue is a very powerful aggression against private consciousness. A demand that you yield your private consciousness to public manipulation.

The modern Little Red Riding Hood, reared on singing commercials, has no objection to being eaten by the wolf.

The computer is the most extraordinary of man's technological clothing; it's an extension of our central nervous system. Beside it, the wheel is a mere hula-hoop.

We look at the present through a rear view mirror. We march backwards into the future.

In an age of multiple and massive innovations, obsolescence becomes the major obsession.

An innovative mind allows “the creative flow” to open up for information abundance.

Faint heart never won fair lady.

The least of the work of learning is done in the classroom.

There is an enemy-maker in each of us. We make enemies of the people we love the most and the people we know the least.

Solitude in the presence of natural beauty and grandeur is the cradle of thought and aspirations which are not only good for the individual, but which society can ill do without.

I don't pay too much attention to the positive reviews or the negative reviews because if you believe one, you've gotta believe the other.

You can't defer if you're the person who's in the leadership position.

When your mind is liberated, your heart floods with compassion.

If sensuality were happiness, beasts were happier than men; but human felicity is lodged in the soul, not in the flesh.

If you bear the cross gladly, it will bear you.