I come from Cyberspace, the new home of Mind. On behalf of the future, I ask you of the past to leave us alone. You are not welcome among us. You have no sovereignty where we gather.

God's jokes are the soul's curriculum.

The first serious infowar is now engaged. The field of battle is WikiLeaks. You are the troops.

Notions of property, value, ownership, and the nature of wealth itself are changing more fundamentally than at any time since the Sumerians first poked cuneiform into wet clay and called it stored grain ... few people are aware of the enormity of this shift and fewer of them are lawyers or public officials.

I've begun to wonder if we wouldn't also regard spelunkers as desperate criminals if AT&T owned all the caves.

We are in the middle of the most transforming technological event since the capture of fire.

I had always thought that the idea of love at first sight was one of those things invented by lady novelists from the South with three names.