I think we will work our way towards a position that says that having more than two children is irresponsible.

Peace, non-violence, human rights and the environment - if only everybody saw these as the seamless whole that they are

The future will be green, or not at all. This truth lies at the heart of humankind's most pressing challenge: to learn to live in harmony with the Earth on a genuinely sustainable basis.

The future will be green, or not at all

If something is sustainable, it means we can go on doing it indefinitely. If it isn't, we can't

Any regeneration project that fails to put environmental and social benefits at its very heart is unlikely to achieve anything more than a very short-lived spasm of spurious prosperity

We're never going to scare people into living more sustainably! We have to be able to demonstrate just how dynamic and aspirational such a world could be

Keeping people on side is a precondition of making any progress on sustainability issues

Climate change is not an environmental issue, but much more to do with security and economics

I am unapologetic about asking people to connect up their own responsibility for their total environmental footprint and how they decide to procreate and how many children they think are appropriate.

We are now running out of time, and the question now is not what is happening to the climate, but how bad will it be before the world starts doing enough?

She's happy to be home but being home means that it's an end to her adventure and escape.

Life may dawdle along in minutes but don't be deceived, for it will sprint by in years before you even notice.

When I was young I found out that the big toe always ends up making a hole in a sock. So I stopped wearing socks.

Sometimes the media says, well, this state had an election, it's the end of the campaign. It is not. We have dozens of more states to go. We're feeling good about the future.

In the story, I think as an actor you're just trying to fit into the world.

The English language is like a broad river on whose bank a few patient anglers are sitting, while, higher up, the stream is being polluted by a string of refuse-barges tipping out their muck.

There's always another level up. There's always another ascension. More grace, more light, more generosity, more compassion, more to shed, more to grow.

I'm looking for me to disappear, and the acting to disappear, and all you see is a real person.

All I was afraid of is saying good-bye.

Just the fact that you need me to prove I love you is probably a clue it isn’t working