Premise Eight: The needs of the natural world are more important than the needs of the economic system.

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.

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?

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.

Compromise is the best and cheapest lawyer.

I have my own sheep and I literally sheer the sheep and knot sweaters for friends and family from scratch.

There is a certain responsibility that accrued to me when I got to this unexpected position.

You just have to choose which wrong choice feels the least wrong.

Beauty isn’t between a size zero and a size eight, it is not a number at all. It is not physical.

I've always wanted to be a giant space crab.

The rediscovered path, where were left the traces of childhood's lost steps.

Everything you see has its roots in the unseen world. The forms may change, yet the essence remains the same.

I got a new dog. He's a paranoid retriever. He brings back everything because he's not sure what I threw him.

I love the cello, I love the physical sense of an instrument that's about the size of your body that vibrates enough that even if you play an open string, you feel it.