The modern human has mastered the art of building toxic homes and cities.

You gain inner peace when you become comfortable with the reality of death.

It is through experience that I have lost faith in USA law enforcement.

If I am looking for inspiration, then I read the religious scriptures.

We are in the era of dysfunctional relationships.

The modern world is filled with failed relationships.

There has never been a time in human history where so many people routinely carry recording and surveillance devices.

Electromagnetic Hypersensitivity (EHS) has appeared in the general population at approximately the same time as Bee Colony Collapse.

Even if ninety-nine percent of what you discover is later proven wrong, it is the one percent that is right that matters.

Very high altitude extreme night shift work is a class 2A carcinogen that may result in lifelong disabling sleep disorders, high cholesterol, radiation sickness and heart, lung and brain damage.

One can only wonder what the motivation is for Mauna Kea astronomers to subject their nighttime support staff to extremely long and fatiguing night shifts when they are easily avoidable.

The sense of inferiority inherent in the act of imitation breeds resentment. The impulse of the imitators is to overcome the model they imitate.

Our failure to see and access the pure joy and radiance of life is owning to a lack of awareness. In any situation there is beauty. Even at the moment of one's death there is beauty.

Comics are words and pictures. You can do anything with words and pictures.

The pleasure is in the path, the search for something good.

If you even think about asking Harry Potter for an autograph, your day ends right now.

The more credible you are, the more confidence people place in you, thereby allowing you the privilege of influencing their lives.

You're always under the microscope, you don't know which mission you're going to get. It's a surprise.

You know, I'm not real tall. I'm 6'0, 6'½, but I think people think I'm shorter than I am because I'm not the most muscular cat in the world.

And in the end, I lost him. I did it on purpose, the way Garance lost Baptiste in the crowd. I needed to be alone, I felt. I wanted to be going on alone to my future.

After the leaves have fallen, we return To a plain sense of things. It is as if We had come to an end of the imagination, Inanimate in an inert savoir.