The main piece of technology in the green economy is a caulk gun.

It's in that convergence of spiritual people becoming active and active people becoming spiritual that the hope of humanity now rests.

If the road to social transformation can be paved only by saints who never make mistakes, the road will NEVER be built.

In a democracy, you won't always get to have your way. But you should always get to have your say.

If we stand for change, we can spark a popular movement with power, influence, magic and genius.

All humans have fear, and those of us who are fortunate have faith.

When it gets harder to love, love harder.

The time has come to move beyond eco-elitism to eco-populism.

Each and every one of us should stop playing small and license ourselves to become one of the giants of the new century. We will need champions by the truckload.

The usual pattern of demagogues is to promise the moon, fail to deliver, and then blame vulnerable others for those failures.

I'm willing to forgo the cheap satisfaction of the radical pose for the deep satisfaction of radical ends.

I'd sneak out of the house to meet girls at 3:30 a.m.

An athlete must have a certain cockiness to succeed and win, but an athlete must also care about the game he or she plays.

I've come through things that would have felled an ox. That fills me with optimism, not just for myself but for our particular species.

Relationships do not preclude issues of morality.

As the science of economics...exploded the fallacies of every brand of utopianism, it was outlawed and stigmatized as unscientific.

The pen is mightier than the sword, but the tongue is mightier than them both put together.

I never feel that my music is sparse or minimalist; the way fat people never really think they're fat. I certainly don't consider myself minimalist at all

We do not fear the loss of God's favor, for either we have it not. We cannot lose it. What we fear is the loss of our idols.

When in the world are we going to begin to live as if we understood that this is life? This is our time, our day...and it is passing. What are we waiting for?

The Duke of Clarence . . . a prisoner in the Tower, was secretly put to death and drowned in a barrel of Malmesey wine.