To me, speed is really about convenience.

I have a theory that burnout is about resentment. And you beat it by knowing what it is you're giving up that makes you resentful.

I really believe that the virtual world mirrors the physical world.

I think Google should be like a Swiss Army knife: clean, simple, the tool you want to take everywhere.

You can't have everything you want, but you can have the things that really matter to you.

If you're the smartest person in the room, you're in the wrong room.

If you push through that feeling of being scared, that feeling of taking risk, really amazing things can happen.

Your rhythm is what matters to you so much that when you miss it you're resentful of your work...So find your rhythm, understand what makes you resentful, and protect it.

Beyond basic mathematical aptitude, the difference between good programmers and great programmers is verbal ability.

If you can find something that you're really passionate about, whether you're a man or a woman comes a lot less into play. Passion is a gender-neutralizing force.

You can be good at technology and like fashion and art. You can be good at technology and be a jock. You can be good at technology and be a mom. You can do it your way, on your terms.

Challenging the meaning of life is the truest expression of the state of being human.

I was uncomfortable writing fiction. My love was the personal essay rather than the novel.

If you're a skilled player, you want to use your skill, not just hit the puck.

If you step up the self-education curve, you will come up with more answers than you can use.

I want to tell you a story. I have no other vanity.

Dwelling is not primarily inhabiting but taking care of and creating that space within which something comes into its own and flourishes.

I loved the sound of the words, even if I was not entirely sure what all of them meant.

When you're dealing with the universe, ignorance can be deadly.

Dumb luck brought on the move from business to acting. I had moved to New York when I was 23, in the year 2000. On a lark, I went to audition for a soap opera.

Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come.