“Is it a fact – or have I dreamt it – that, by means of electricity, the world of matter has become a great nerve, vibrating thousands of miles in a breathless point of time?”

“It is the vice of a vulgar mind to be thrilled by bigness, to think that a thousand square miles are a thousand times more wonderful than one square mile . . . That is not imagination. No, it kills it. . . . Your universities? Oh, yes, you have learned men who collect . . . facts, and facts, and empires of facts. But which of them will rekindle the light within?”

“In the world of journalism, the personal Web site ("blog") was hailed as the killer of the traditional media. In fact it has become hailed as the killer of the traditional media. In fact it has become something quite different. Far from replacing newspapers and magazines, the best blogs-and the best are very clever- have become guides to them, pointing to unusual sources and commenting on familiar ones. They have become mediators for the informed public.”

“I am sitting far from youA thousand miles away from youI sit and write for youA thousand lines I write for youA thousand times I write for you.If love could reach youThousand miles awayI would say it thenI love you – a thousand times.I will come againMuch closer than beforeBut I won’t say it thenFor I will fall in loveA thousand times more.It’s better to restrainUntil its time for the planeI will say it thenI love you a thousand timesA thousand miles away.With every mile I go awayI love you even moreSo please stay awayA thousand miles more”

“Some people have great ideas maybe once or twice in their life, and then they discover electricity or fire or outer space or something. I mean, the kind of brilliant ideas that change the whole world. Some people never have them at all... I get them two or three times a week.”

“There have been times I have thought some dreams should never be dreamt, but I would hate a world where that was true.”