Businesspeople are like sharks, not just because we're gray and slightly oily, or because our teeth trail the innards of those we have eviscerated, but because we must move forward or die.

Anger is a fuel. You need fuel to launch a rocket. But if all you have is fuel without any complex internal mechanism directing it, you don't have a rocket. You have a bomb

I would like to have my consciousness digitally preserved and housed in a pleasant place for later insertion into a fully functional cyborg when that's possible.

I would love to have the power to stop waking at 3 a.m. every night to check my e-mail.

If you can listen well, people will say you're a good conversationalist.

There are now some mountains that my brain can no longer climb.

I can't think of a comparable level of cultural excitement about something since Neil Armstrong landed on the moon in the 1960s.