The new world lies before her eyes like an opened chest of treasure, a flock of birds over Africa, a thousand TVs all playing at once.

The modern world is devoted to vanishing species, vanishing weather and vanishing capacity for wonder.

just then a bee bumbled above us and stole our attention the way flying things can

Figure our what it is you don't do very well, and then don't do it. I'm not beating myself up about doing everything perfectly. The litmus test I always use for myself is: "Okay, if you won 20 million tomorrow in the lottery would you still being doing the same thing you are doing now with your life, Dough? The answer is "yes". I'm always very conscious of that.

Christmas makes everything twice as sad.

In the same way you can never go backward to a slower computer, you can never go backward to a lessened state of connectedness.

Question: If there were two of you which one would win?