I have no confidence in USA law enforcement.

You gain inner peace when you become comfortable with the reality of death.

It is through experience that I have lost faith in USA law enforcement.

If I am looking for inspiration, then I read the religious scriptures.

We are in the era of dysfunctional relationships.

The modern world is filled with failed relationships.

There has never been a time in human history where so many people routinely carry recording and surveillance devices.

Electromagnetic Hypersensitivity (EHS) has appeared in the general population at approximately the same time as Bee Colony Collapse.

Even if ninety-nine percent of what you discover is later proven wrong, it is the one percent that is right that matters.

Very high altitude extreme night shift work is a class 2A carcinogen that may result in lifelong disabling sleep disorders, high cholesterol, radiation sickness and heart, lung and brain damage.

One can only wonder what the motivation is for Mauna Kea astronomers to subject their nighttime support staff to extremely long and fatiguing night shifts when they are easily avoidable.

If you are a writer you locate yourself behind a wall of silence and no matter what you are doing, driving a car or walking or doing housework you can still be writing, because you have that space.

You can’t lead people to where you’ve not been yourself. When you all get stranded, you need the knowledge of someone who knows the way!

They became part of that unreal but penetrating and exciting universe which is the world seen through the eyes of love

I like old people when they have aged well.

My greatest aim has been to advance the art of photography and to make it what I think I have, a great and truthful medium of history.

God is love, generosity and forgiveness; if we believe in this, we will never allow our weaknesses to paralyse us.

Every bad precedent originated as a justifiable measure.

During the '70s I was interested in words and meaning as a way of making art.

Camping is something I've done all my life.

What happens to the wide-eyed observer when the window between reality and unreality breaks and the glass begins to fly?