Fame - a few words upon a tombstone and the truth of those not to be depended on.
In wartime truth is so precious that she should always be attended by a bodyguard of lies.
Everything has been homogenized. Over time with television and jet travel everybody has blended together. Some of our wonderful charm has been lost.
Many people recognize that technology often comes with unintended and undesirable side effects.
An awful lot of successful technology companies ended up being in a slightly different market than they started out in.
I count myself well educated for the admirable woman at the head of the school which I attended from the age of four and a half till I was thirteen and a half was a born teacher in advance of her own times.
I wanted to be an English teacher. I wanted to do it for the corduroy jackets with patches on the side. When I got to college as I was walking across campus one day I ripped off a little flyer for this sketch-comedy group. It ended up being one of the greatest things I've ever done.
My success was due to good luck hard work and support and advice from friends and mentors. But most importantly it depended on me to keep trying after I had failed.
I am highly offended by the total lack of acknowledgement of my contribution to Laker success.
Each is under the most sacred obligation not to squander the material committed to him not to sap his strength in folly and vice and to see at the least that he delivers a product worthy the labor and cost which have been expended on him.
There are pros and cons of experience. A con is that you can't look at the business with a fresh pair of eyes and as objectively as if you were a new CEO. Fire yourself on a Friday night and come in on Monday morning as if a search firm put you there as a turn-around leader. Can you be objective and make the bold change?