Climate change has been associated so much with a peaceful mentality - obviously peace and love are good, but we need to think about climate as a threat to survival.

Online petitions are built around getting as many signatures as possible. But the experience of taking them and forgetting about them degrades the importance.

I used to be a lot more afraid of climate change. Now I spend my time working, planning, trying to move forward.

Taking fear seriously is not easy. A lot of people's response to fear is "Don't worry so much, it's crazy." But some things absolutely deserve our fear, and climate change is first among them.

Psychologically speaking, the rational, healthy response to climate change is to say to oneself, "What can I do about this?" But that question is often answered through individual action.

While the American people have the impression that scientists are hard at work figuring out this complex matter of climate change, it's not actually that complicated.

There are a lot of reasons people don't talk about climate change. One of them has to do with the language of science, and people feeling not competent about this issue.

By looking the other way on climate change we facilitate a collective denial, and we do it for each other.

Self- Perception blossoms only in pure hearts! We have to first win our internal enemies. These are the enemies who damage the strong layer of conscience.

Grandfather recently died. He died alone on a trip away from home in a town where no one expected him to be

Mindfulness is not chasing the moment but beautifying the moment.

If one more person tells me this is just like old times, I swear I'll jump out the window.

Being so deeply rooted in one place and culture allows a genuine writer to experiment wildly with the material without ever losing touch with its essence.

I don't touch electric guitars. It's just not my thing - I stick with acoustic guitars only.

I remember playing Coachella and seeing kids in the audience who weren't even born when we had our initial run of success. They were singing along to every word, which was an amazing thing to see.

When you're visiting an antiques fair, turn left once you've passed through the entrance. Everyone else will turn right, which means you can get to the bargains before them.

A friend of mine drowned in a bowl of muesli. A strong currant pulled him in.