My main interests right now are to publish, to write, to explicate various views which I hope have an impact on thinking people.

The assumption that what currently exists must necessarily exist is the acid that corrodes all visionary thinking.

If we do not do the impossible, we shall be faced with the unthinkable.

The plundering of the human spirit by the market place is paralleled by the plundering of the earth by capital.

Capitalism is a social cancer. It has always been a social cancer. It is the disease of society. It is the malignancy of society.

Our Being is Becoming, not stasis. Our Science is Utopia, our Reality is Eros, our Desire is Revolution.

An anarchist society, far from being a remote ideal, has become a precondition for the practice of ecological principles.

There are no hierarchies in nature other than those imposed by hierarchical modes of human thought, but rather differences merely in function between and within living things.

People are never free of trying to be content.

Until we become the architects of a society that is truly free and ecological, it will always seem that when the human brain is not adaptive, it is more often destructive than creative.

To speak of 'limits to growth' under a capitalistic market economy is as meaningless as to speak of limits of warfare under a warrior society.

You can overcome every hurdle with positive attitude.

I have no guilt about any of my pleasures.

I had no place in any coterie, or in any reciprocal self-advertising. I stood alone. I stood outside. I wanted only to learn. I wanted only to write better.

I don't have a publisher yet, so I'm not in the process of that next stage and I don't know what that's going to look like. So I feel like I finished stage one [with my book].

Maybe a story will cheer you up... Once there was an ugly barnacle. He was so ugly that everyone died. The End.

The seriousness of ecological degradation lays bare the depth of man's moral crisis... Simplicity, moderation, and discipline as well as the spirit of sacrifice must become a part of everyday life.

Consistency is the last refuge of the unimagininative.

It will not hurt me when I am old, A running tide where moonlight burned Will not sting me like silver snakes;The years will make me sad and cold, It is the happy heart that breaks.

It wasn't until I discovered comics that I actually began to approach drawing as a possible career.

For human beings, the most daunting challenge is to become fully human. For to become fully human is to become fully divine.