God is absolutely sovereign, but his sovereignty never mitigates human responsibility.

But man is a part of nature, and his war against nature is inevitably a war against himself.

One way to open your eyes is to ask yourself, "What if I had never seen this before? What if I knew i would never see it again?

Conservation is a cause that has no end. There is no point at which we will say our work is finished.

Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.

Dont confuse legibility with communication. Just because something is legible doesnt mean it communicates and, more importantly, doesnt mean it communicates the right thing.

Invite the reader to participate by deciphering. Chaos can attract and engage.

The human race is challenged more than ever before to demonstrate our mastery, not over nature but of ourselves.

Graphic design will save the world right after rock and roll does.

You have to utilize who you are in your work. Nobody else can do that: nobody else can pull from your background, from your parents, your upbringing, your whole life experience.

Science is part of the reality of living; it is the what, the how, and the why of everything in our experience.

You plan every step of your life, but sometimes you have to let life happen. Change is always unsettling, sometimes scary, but you have to let go. Take a risk. Risk can be fun.

I discovered there was an endless source of robust enjoyment in trifling with psychiatrists.

Despots prefer the friendship of the dog, who, unjustly mistreated and debased, still loves and serves the man who wronged him.

Trifles make perfection and perfection is no trifle.

There is a scarcity of friendship, but not of friends.

I use music as therapy. Whenever I'm feeling angry or needing some 'me' time, which is quite regularly, I'll go and bang a piano or flesh out something on a guitar.

A heart to resolve, a head to contrive, and a hand to execute.

There is no hell, no inferno except the frenzy of living.

O weary hearts! O slumbering eyes! O drooping souls, whose destinies Are fraught with fear and pain, Ye shall be loved again.

When I really treat myself, I go to incredible Leonor Greyl in Paris for a head massage.