You cannot set art off in a corner and hope for it to have vitality, reality, and substance.
Never assume, no matter how strong the temptation, that other people are low-life lying manipulators without a shred of human decency.
I visited Jobs for the last time in his Palo Alto, Calif., home. He had moved to a downstairs bedroom because he was too weak to go up and down stairs. He was curled up in some pain, but his mind was still sharp and his humor vibrant.

