But worries are for people who can’t pull grown men apart with their bare hands.

Your death, strange human. I mean, your injury. No murder, just a little maiming. So I can leave. Maiming’s not so bad.

I eye the three of them, considering. They’ll need a lesson in discretion before I go. Not a lethal lesson. Mom wouldn’t like that.

Oooooh, don’t make her mad!” the leader gasps around his laughter.

A human teenager. One of God’s most misbegotten creatures – big like grown-ups and yet dumb like children.

Things go away to return, brightened for the passage

Where Love meets action, there be God.

I am in the earth and the earth is in me

yes is a world & in this world of yes live (skilfully curled) all worlds

In my tradition, one must wait until one has learned a lot of Bible and Talmud and the Prophets to handle mysticism. This isn't instant coffee. There is no instant mysticism.

A stair not worn hollow by footsteps is, regarded from its own point of view, only a boring something made of wood.

I really believe in finding new ways to distribute my music.

I want a dress the color of suffering

All white-collar work is project work. The single salient fact that touches all of our lives is that work is being reinvented.

To me a guitar is kind of like a woman. You don't know why you like 'em but you do.