" This was a well-done biography of Steve Jobs. Maybe there was a little too much focus on business, which is not interesting to me especially, but the story of the man was absorbing. I started using a Mac in 1984, and pretty much owe my entire work life to it. As soon as I started using it I jumped onto the Mac bandwagon, and bought the whole line about it being a computer for the masses, for "the rest of us", which it was. Anybody could start using it right out of the box. It was like a cute little friend. I admired Jobs too, mistakenly thinking he "invented" the Mac. It turns out he didn't, but he was a great salesman and visionary. I will give him credit for that. But, after using a Mac for many years I started using a PC, which by that time was just as easy to use, for a lot less money, and with a lot more software available. At that point the Mac enthusiasts began to annoy me, much the same way that Bob Dylan's fans who angrily booed him when he started using an electric guitar annoyed me. Now I'm at the point where a computer is a computer, I want it to do what it's supposed to do and not give me any lip. After reading this book, Jobs strikes me as a man who bought into his own aura. Brilliant, yes, but brash and maybe not so nice, and maybe a little pretentious. In short – a human being, like the rest of us. "
— Dee, 2/17/2014