I was a fixer, a builder - an inventor - ever since I can remember.

And sometimes I actually start to think human life is just as cheap to corporate America as animal life, so long as there are big profits to be made.

Everybody's seen a stream or a wood they knew replaced by a strip mall.

We need a free media, not just freedom of speech.

The public has been sold a bill of goods about the free market being a panacea for mankind.

Turning corporations loose and letting the profit motive run amok is not a prescription for a more livable world.

People have been convinced that growth for growth's sake is a good thing.

Virtually every magazine, newspaper, TV station and cable channel is owned by a big corporation, and they've squashed stories that they don't want the public to know about.

Im a huge fan of Joe Walsh and a big James Gang fan. A lot of what I know about playing the guitar I learned from listening to him.

I don't listen to the radio in the car, and I do that because I don't want to be influenced.

Every emotion we feel is like one drop of rain in our heart. When our heart rain starts to overflow, it leaks out the window to our soul as a tear.

There is no way of writing well and also of writing easily.

If you’re a person struggling to eat and stay healthy you might have heard about Michael Jordan or Muhammad Ali, but you’ll never have heard of Bill Gates.

Evil, what is evil? There is only one evil, to deny life As Rome denied Etruria And mechanical America Montezuma still

We, as a society, can't tolerate very much difference.

Political means so many things. We are political willy-nilly. Political poetry is an easy invitation to disaster. But then so is love poetry. But we are a little more patient with bad love poetry.

In the long run, failure was the only thing that worked predictably. All else was accidental.

More dreams are destroyed in bed than are ever found there.

Try not to trip," she added. "We don't have time for a concussion today." I groaned. That would be just like me - ruin everything, destroy the world, in a moment of klutziness.

But if at church they would give some ale. And a pleasant fire our souls to regale. We'd sing and we'd pray all the live long day, Nor ever once from the church to stray.