Some jobs are just too hideous to contemplate.

Dirt used to be a badge of honor. Dirt used to look like work. But we've scrubbed the dirt off the face of work and consequently we've created this suspicion of anything that's too dirty.

What you do, who you’re with, and how you feel about the world around you, is completely up to you.

Innovation without imitation is a complete waste of time.

Always flat front. You've got to be deeply suspicious of a man who consciously goes with pleats. Why would you do that?

Why does a chicken coop only have two doors? ... Because if it had four doors, it would be a chicken sedan.

We are lending money we don't have to kids who can't pay it back to train them for jobs that no longer exist. That's nuts.