In 1975 I decided that there was no future in flying (airline jobs were impossible to get, and who wants a job where you are judged only by seniority?) and headed off to grad school.

In this knowledge-worker age, it's now increasingly tied to doing well in school so you can get into better grad schools so you can get better jobs - so the pressure to do well is really high.

I drove across country in my yellow 1970 VW bug (which I drove until 1986) to Los Angeles, having had enough cold weather in 5 years in Ann Arbor, and found a job within a few days.

I was kicked out of school because of my attitude. I was not assimilating. So I went to work, taking any jobs I could get.

He who is only just is cruel. Who on earth could live were all judged justly?

Some of us will do our jobs well and some will not, but we will be judged by only one thing-the result.