What kind of programmer is so divorced from reality that she thinks she'll get complex software right the first time?

You don’t free yourself from duty by running away. That only increases the weight on your shoulders.

What kind of programmer is so divorced from reality that she thinks she'll get complex software right the first time?

Everyone's life is a mess. Everyone's. We all make mistakes . . . and not just little slip-ups. Major mistakes that hurt us and other people.

Some see the glass half full, some see it half empty, and some see it crawling with toxic alien parasites who want to devour your pancreas.

I hated relying on luck. When it worked, it made me feel so damned eerie.

Deliberate choices are the only sacred things in the universe. Everything else is just hydrogen.