If your homeland were invaded by aliens who cut down the forests, poisoned the water and air and contaminated the food supply, would you resist?

I thought a forest was made up entirely of trees, but now I know that the foundation lies below ground, in the fungi.

We must learn how to think like the planet.

A culture that values production over life values the wrong things, because it will produce things at the expense of living beings, human or otherwise.

For us to maintain our way of living, we must tell lies to each other and especially to ourselves. The lies are necessary because, without them, many deplorable acts would become impossibilities.

I am only so beautiful as the character of my relationships, only so rich as I enrich those around me, only so alive as I enliven those I greet.

We have been too kind to those who are killing the planet. We have been inexcusably, unforgivably, insanely kind.

No matter what we call it, poison is still poison, death is still death, and industrial civilization is still causing the greatest mass extinction in the history of the planet.

Within this culture wealth is measured by one's ability to consume and destroy.

Hope is a longing for a future condition over which you have no agency; it means you are essentially powerless.

In order to maintain our way of living, we must tell lies to each other, and especially to ourselves.

There are dark shadows on the earth, but its lights are stronger in the contrast.

Women are the strong people in this world, not men. I think TV is finally catching up with that reality, and thank God.

Every night I give a violin recital for six hours, and attendance is mandatory. The word 'mandatory' means that if you don't show up, you have to buy me a large bag of candy and watch me eat it.

I have not come to know atheism as a result of logical reasoning and still less as an event in my life: in me it is a matter of instinct.

What we call evil is the absence of Light, of love, in all cases.

I don't want to die ... I don't want to die poor. Two great motivators in the history of human cultures.

Wisdom and knowledge are two different things.

I was thinking that women should put pictures of missing husbands on beer cans.

I think of music as fuel, its spectrum of energy governed by tempi, volume, and heart.