I wonder if much that ails our society stems from the fact that we have allowed ourselves to be cut off from that love of, and from, the land. It is medicine for broken land and empty hearts.

The word ecology is derived from the Greek oikos, the word for home.

caring is not abstract. The circle of ecological compassion we feel is enlarged by direct experience of the living world, and shrunken by its lack.

To love a place is not enough. We must find ways to heal it.

All powers have two sides, the power to create and the power to destroy. We must recognize them both, but invest our gifts on the side of creation.

The very earth that sustains us is being destroyed to fuel injustice. An economy that grants personhood to corporations but denies it to the more-than-human beings

Ruined land was accepted as the collateral damage of progress.

In some Native languages the term for plants translates to “those who take care of us.

That is the fundamental nature of gifts: they move, and their value increases with their passage.

Balance is not a passive resting place—it takes work, balancing the giving and the taking, the raking out and the putting in.

The tedious never die

First fill your heart with an abundance of love. Then let the light of your love enlighten the whole world.

Awareness is the fuel that powers change

Men would live exceedingly quiet if these two words, mine and thine, were taken away.

Modernism released us from the constraints of everything that had gone before with a euphoric sense of freedom.

If your own mental attitude is correct, even if you remain in a hostile atmosphere, you feel happy.

Even though some of the films I've made haven't been particularly commercial, I don't find them failures.

Putin is no different than any other powerful man, like a Senator, or a President.

It was an hour before dawn. When all the Whos down in Whoville were asnooze in their beds without care. Sorry, wrong book. If I get to stay awake until dawn, I get just a tad slaphappy.

I see the artist as a participant, a co-producer of reality. I do not see the artist as a person who sits at a distance and evaluates.