Pete Rozelle used television to get the game to the American public by creating the Super Bowl and making it the biggest sporting event in the world.

To eliminate the concept of waste means to design things-products, packaging, and systems-from the very beginning on the understanding that waste does not exist.

Designing renders visible our hopes and dreams. It is the first signal of human intentions.

Waste equals food, whether it's food for the earth, or for a closed industrial cycle. We manufacture products that go from cradle to grave. We want to manufacture them from cradle to cradle.

The Stone Age did not end because humans ran out of stones. It ended because it was time for a re-think about how we live.

If anybody here has trouble with the concept of design humility, reflect on this: It took us 5,000 years to put wheels on our luggage.

In the end, the question is not, how do we use nature to serve our interests? It's how can we use humans to serve nature's interest?'

Here's where redesign begins in earnest, where we stop trying to be less bad and we start figuring out how to be good.

Our goal is a delightfully diverse, safe, healthy, and just world, with clean air, water, soil and power – economically, equitably, ecologically and elegantly enjoyed.

The surest way to heal an eco-system is to connect it to more of itself.

If we think about things having multiple lives, cradle to cradle, we could design things that can go back to either nature or back to industry forever.

Magic is always an illusion and love a magic of illusion.

One who is patient glows with an inner radiance.

Dark, dark my light, and darker my desire.My soul, like some heat-maddened summer fly, Keeps buzzing at the sill. Which I is I?

There was free trade in Africa. There was free enterprise in Africa before the colonialists came.

I was not designed to be forced. I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest.

Friends, to me for years St. Louis represented a city of fear... humiliation... misery and terror... A city where in the eyes of the white man a Negro should know his place and had better stay in it.

When I feel confused or depressed, I remember back to junior high and I silently repeat, 'This, too, shall pass.'

It seems to me that the basic plot of all historical novels is a romance swept aside by history.

There's a snap about Liverpool that just isn't there.

I cannot be angry at God, in whom I do not believe.