“81 percent of us say we have a book in us. A coincidental 81 percent of young people think they have a business in them.

“Most corporations doing business in the United States pay no federal income taxes, despite trillions of dollars worth of sales.

“One of the chief values of print library research is its poor indexing. By drawing researchers into a wider array of articles, print browsing and perusal may have facilitated broader comparisons and scholarship.

“For a while after UIC was built, its environs were a sort of residential no-man’s-land, dangerous at night and unattractive to the young academics who taught there. Today, assistant professors at UIC generally don’t live there either, but for a different reason: They can’t afford it.

“I’m all for rewarding the originator – provided we don’t do that to the detriment of those enabling and propogating the evolution. Or, indeed, at the cost of restricting that very evolution. We should be encouraging the wider variety of possibilities, the mutations, that evolution allows.

“Analytics are a 25-40% tax on your product development process. They take engineers lots of time and development effort, produce numbers that people argue about, and require additional infrastructure.

Having 1 in 4 engineers working on analytics may seem like a ton, but it helps validate assumptions, pinpoint key features and bottlenecks, model the business during decision-making. At the cost of building fewer features, learn as much as you can so that you can “run up the score” on the features that work.

“Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand’ring bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom:
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

“No one ever tells us about the interesting, unconventional job that 15% of the people in our major end up in. That’s what we really want to know: What do people actually wind up doing with my background? Where do people like me work, and where can they work in the future? Well, all that information is actually out there—it’s in our collective resumes.

“I have met but one or two persons who have understood the art of Walking, who have had a genius for sauntering: which word is beautifully derived from idle people who roved about the country in the Middle Ages and asked charity, under pretense of going a la Sainte Terre to the Holy Land, until the children exclaimed, “There goes a Sainte-Terrer,” a Saunterer.

Every walk is a sort of crusade, but we are but faint-hearted crusaders nowadays, who undertake no persevering, never-ending enterprises. Our expeditions are but tours, and come round again at evening to the old hearth-side from which we set out. Half the walk is but retracing our steps. We should go forth on the shortest walk, perchance, in the spirit of undying adventure, never to return. If you are ready to leave behind father and mother, and wife and child and friends, and never see them again,—if you have paid your debts, and made your will, and are a free man, then you are ready for a walk.