Talking about pumpkins doesn't make them grow.

The telling of a story, like virtually everything in this life, was always made all the easier by a cup of tea.

Be content with who you are and where you are, and do whatever you can do to bring to others such contentment, and joy, and understanding that you have managed to find yourself.

There is room in history for all of us.

Manners are the basic building blocks of civil society.

I see no point in being despondent. We might as well enjoy ourselves during our brief tenure of this life.

How many of us are happy to be exactly where we are at any moment?...only the completely happy think that they are in the correct place.

We think the world is ours forever, but we are little more than squatters.

There are old mycologists and there are bold mycologists, but there are no old, bold mycologists.

A life without stories would be no life at all. And stories bound us, did they not, one to another, the living to the dead, people to animals, people to the land?

It is sometimes easier to be happy if you don't know everything.

Turn to your neighbor and tell him, 'Neighbor, God is good and everything He does is perfect.

Let's all start wearing bolo ties, and when they become hip again, we'll all say we were kidding.

Dont take Portlandia too personally - Its just a stupid TV show

all day long wearing a hat that wasn't on my head

Even as an actor, when you have a kissing scene it's still weird.

Even for the world's only superpower, the ends don't always justify the means.

We're just people Jo he said quietly. Yeah I suppose. People with fangs who drink blood live a long time and apparently do crafts. She shook her head.

Religion in the public square is becoming an endangered species.

The love of nature is religion, and that religion is poetry; these three things are one thing. This is the unspoken creed of haiku poets.

It's great to have something you can be proud of.