I wasn't cut out to be an opera singer, but it was a nice fantasy for a teenager growing up in Hungary during the Stalinist era.

I was running an assembly line designed to build memory chips. I saw the microprocessor as a bloody nuisance.

A career in journalism suddenly lost its appeal.

If the world operates as one big market, every employee will compete with every person anywhere in the world who is capable of doing the same job. There are lots of them and many of them are hungry.

In the digital universe, our personal history and its sense of narrative is succeeded by our social networking profile - a snapshot of the current moment. The information itself - our social graph of friends and likes - is a product being sold to market researchers in order to better predict and guide our futures.

I feel like I would have been able to be the creative I am anywhere in America just because I have access to the Internet.

Personal technology has given us the freedom of being able to do whatever we want - and in the case of celebrities and athletes, whomever they want. But it can also serve as a humiliation jetpack.

I think the Internet was the saving grace for Public Enemy. Before that, travelling the world saved Public Enemy.