Biophilia: the innate pleasure from living abundance and diversity as manifested by the human impulse to imitate Nature with gardens.

We're as ephemeral as raindrops. We all fall, and we all land somewhere.

If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of car payments.

A whole new generation of Christians has come up believing that it is possible to 'accept' Christ without forsaking the world.

Worshipers never leave church...we carry our sanctuary with us wherever we go.

Destroying rainforest for economic gain is like burning a Renaissance painting to cook a meal.

Faith is not a conclusion you reach...it's a journey you live.

Be nice to people on your way up because you'll meet them on your way down.

Nature holds the key to our aesthetic, intellectual, cognitive and even spiritual satisfaction.

You teach me, I forget. You show me, I remember. You involve me, I understand.

Look closely at nature. Every species is a masterpiece, exquisitely adapted to the particular environment in which it has survived. Who are we to destroy or even diminish biodiversity?

He had spoken with such absolute confidence that I knew he had to be blowing this out of his rectal orifice.

And, instead of pelting these babbling idiots with their own freshly toasted marshmallows, everyone else sitting around the fire is often nodding and smiling and looking solemny thoughtful.

When man to man shall be a friend and brother.

If at any moment of the day I ever think I'm remotely cool at all, which is hardly ever, I have two daughters who make sure that never happens.

The most successful people I've worked with, like the Rolling Stones - people of a different, kind of legendary caliber - have such great, warm energy.

The crafty person is always in danger; and when they think they walk in the dark, all their pretenses are transparent.

The Republican agenda is, and always has been, to repeal Roe v. Wade, and at the very least, erode it to the greatest extent possible.

I sit at my window gazing The world passes by, nods to me And is gone.

The simplest words,--we do not know what they mean except when we love and aspire.

There is a great deal of difference in believing something still, and believing it again.