As the ongoing industrial crusade to turn all earthly life to commercial purpose relentlessly impoverishes the biosphere and human culture, our living images of graceful possibility dwindle.

The sun is the only safe nuclear reactor, situated as it is some ninety-three million miles away.

The impermanence of the universe is manifest, inescapable. I know that, yet I am immoderately attached to this life, these pleasures, this place.

It may be an information age, but... It takes more work to earn more money to be overwhelmed by more information that does not equal knowledge or wisdom.

This is something I love to do. I've never had any other job. I love singing and entertaining.

Wonder is our erotic affiliation with all of life. If we develop this, enjoy it, and follow its promptings, our wants will be fewer and our needs plainer.

Lifestyle and livelihood are pivotal moral issues.

Solitude is rich but seldom hilarious.

I don't know what it takes to make marriage work, but I'm going to keep trying until I get it right. I haven't given up on love or marriage.

There is ugliness of mass production and consumerism, the banality of advertising. Although it claims to do just the opposite, it's predicated on disempowering and effacing persons.

A person with friends need never be bored. There is always more to fathom and enjoy in the complexity of others, and always the possibility of finding a way to delight them.

What man art thou that, thus bescreened in night, So stumblest on my counsel?*Who are you? Why do you hide in the darkness and listen to my private thoughts?*

Corn syrup and added fats have been outed as major ingredients in fast food, but they hide out in packaged foods too, even presumed-innocent ones like crackers.

A life without a dog is a mistake.

America will tolerate the taking of a human life without giving it a second thought. But don't misuse a household pet.

Some foreign states will act against a dictatorship only to gain their own economic, political, or military control over the country.

I never talk about a job before the contract is signed and I've shot the first three days.

I decided to write about the myths of divorce.

To speak less of oneself than what one really is, is folly, not modesty; and to take that for current pay which is under a man's value, is pusillanimity and cowardice.

Of course I am frustrated with regard to extreme poverty, to violence that never seems to cease.

The thematic links came a little later, after I noticed I was gravitating towards certain elements - war, city, weather. So it wasn't all planned out from the start, it came out of the process.