As network administrator I can take down the network with one keystroke. It's just like being a doctor but without getting gooky stuff on my paws.

Great minds don't think alike. If they did, the Patent Office would only have about fifty inventions.

If you work in the city long enough, it begins to deal with you on a personal level. Streets reveal their moods. Sometimes the signal light loves you. Sometimes they fight you. When you're hunting for a new building, you hope the city is on your side. You have to use a little bit of thinking--you might call it the process of elimination--and you need a little bit of instinct, but not too much of either. If you think too hard, you overshoot your target and end up at the Pier or the Tenderloin. If you relax and let the city help, the destination does all the work for you.

The only risk of failure is promotion.

I try to manage my day by my circadian rhythms because the creativity is such an elusive thing, and I could easily just stomp over it doing my administrative stuff.

If there are no stupid questions, then what kind of questions do stupid people ask? Do they get smart just in time to ask questions?

Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.