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Simplicity is the final achievement. After one has played a vast quantity of notes and more notes, it is read more
Simplicity is the final achievement. After one has played a vast quantity of notes and more notes, it is simplicity that emerges as the crowning reward of art.
Leaders have to act more quickly today. The pressure comes much faster.
Leaders have to act more quickly today. The pressure comes much faster.
We are the children of a technological age. We have found streamlined ways of doing much of our routine work. read more
We are the children of a technological age. We have found streamlined ways of doing much of our routine work. Printing is no longer the only way of reproducing books. Reading them, however, has not changed...
One of the greatest pains to human nature is the pain of a new idea.
One of the greatest pains to human nature is the pain of a new idea.
Get your ideas on paper and study them. Do not let them go to waste!
Get your ideas on paper and study them. Do not let them go to waste!
It's going to be a bummer if Mars turns out to be like us.
It's going to be a bummer if Mars turns out to be like us.
Hardware: the parts of a computer that can be kicked.
Hardware: the parts of a computer that can be kicked.
The cell phone has transformed public places into giant phone-a-thons in which callers exist within narcissistic cocoons of private conversations. read more
The cell phone has transformed public places into giant phone-a-thons in which callers exist within narcissistic cocoons of private conversations. Like faxes, computer modems and other modern gadgets that have clogged out lives with phony urgency, cell phones represent the 20th Century's escalation of imaginary need. We didn't need cell phones until we had them. Clearly, cell phones cause not only a breakdown of courtesy, but the atrophy of basic skills.
Like the furtive collectors of stolen art, we [cell biologists] are forced to be lonely admirers of spectacular architecture, exquisite read more
Like the furtive collectors of stolen art, we [cell biologists] are forced to be lonely admirers of spectacular architecture, exquisite symmetry, dramas of violence and death, mobility, self-sacrifice and, yes, rococo sex.
