For the last 25 years, it’s been a rare day when I haven’t touched an Apple product. And they have touched me back. Godspeed, Mr. Jobs.
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Touching, and touched by, Apple products here too.
His death at such a young age saddens me all the more because there was something important he seemed to have figured out about really living.
Yeah. I’m told he could be a prickly bastard, but he had such impeccable standards and remarkable focus, for which I admire him a good deal. And what a wizard’s design esthetic—he made stuff that you want. Me want too.