Even though I'm not supposed to be nervous, I was then because I was performing for somebody famous.

The only thing I worry about is if my cheeks will fall off.

Begin. Keep on beginning. Nibble on everything.
Take a hike. Teach yourself to whistle. Lie.
The older you get the more they'll want your stories.
Make them up. Talk to stones. Short-out electric
fences. Swim with the sea turtle into the moon. Learn
how to die. Eat moonshine pie. Drink wild geranium
tea. Run naked in the rain. Everything that happens
will happen and none of us will be safe from it.
Pull up anchors. Sit close to the god of night.
Lie still in a stream and breathe water. Climb to the
top of the highest tree until you come to the branch
where the blue heron sleeps. Eat poems for breakfast.
Wear them on your forehead. Lick the mountain's
bare shoulder. Measure the color of days
around your mother's death. Put your hands over
your face and listen to what they tell you.

The only question is whether the judge may allow the case to drag out a bit further or whether he's going to force some action this spring.

RIM reached 1 million subscribers in February 2004 and surpassed 4 million by early November 2005. RIM expects to surpass 5 million subscribers before the end of February 2006, assuming [the judge presiding over the patent infringement case] does not issue an injunction before then.

There's great majesty with the instrument. There's also great sensitivity.