I am a poor student sitting at the feet of giants yearning for their wisdom and begging for lessons that might one day make me a complete artist so that if all goes well I may one day sit beside them.

The cyberspace earnings I get from Linux come in the format of having a Network of people that know me and trust me and that I can depend on in return.

Where does discontent start? You are warm enough but you shiver. You are fed yet hunger gnaws you. You have been loved but your yearning wanders in new fields. And to prod all these there's time the Bastard Time.

Without husbands women have to focus on earning more. They work longer hours they're willing to relocate and they're more likely to choose higher-paying fields like technology.

Today's stock market actually hates technology as shown by all-time low price/earnings ratios for major public technology companies.

If I weren't earning $3 million a year to dunk a basketball most people on the street would run in the other direction if they saw me coming.

I seldom think about my limitations and they never make me sad. Perhaps there is just a touch of yearning at times but it is vague like a breeze among flowers.

We shall listen not lecture learn not threaten. We will enhance our safety by earning the respect of others and showing respect for them. In short our foreign policy will rest on the traditional American values of restraint and empathy not on military might.

Even as a child I had a strong relationship with yearning and desire. And loss. Those things spoke to me.

Whoever decides to dedicate their life to politics knows that earning money isn't the top priority.