Your hands are not made to type out memos. Or put paper through fax machines. Or hold a phone up while you talk to people you dislike. 100 years from now your hands will rot like dust in your grave. You have to make wonderful use of those hands now. Kiss your hands so they can make magic.

Hold your breath. Try holding your breath for just thirty seconds. That’s all it takes. Try it right now while you are looking at this line. Now…on the twenty-ninth second, do any opinions matter?

Robots are the new middle class. And everyone else will either be an entrepreneur or a temp staffer.

When the lights come on inside of you, everyone in the world can see a little better.

Out of silence comes the greatest creativity. Not when we are rushing and panicking.

Mistakes I've made in the past make me afraid to try new things in the future. I want to be perfect.

Branding jails corporate America but honesty sets entrepreneurs free.