There is something fundamentally wrong in treating the Earth as if it were a business in liquidation.

We need an economics fit for purpose in a finite and entropic world.

The economy is a wholly owned subsidiary of the environment, not the reverse.

Malthus has been buried many times, and Malthusian scarcity with him. But as Garrett Hardin remarked, anyone who has to be reburied so often cannot be entirely dead.

Nonrenewable resources should be exploited, but at a rate equal to the creation of renewable substitutes.

Growth is widely thought to be the panacea for all the major economic ills of the modern world.

But the macro-economy is not the Whole. It too is a Part, a part of the larger natural economy, the ecosphere, and its growth does inflict opportunity costs on the finite Whole that must be counted.

Reproduction is more pleasurable than death.

While the invisible hand looks after the private sector, the invisible foot kicks the public sector to pieces.

The problem with the World Bank has to do with development - the spreading of Western over-consumption worldwide.

Growth chestnuts have to be placed on the unyielding anvil of biophysical realities and then crushed with the hammer of moral argument.

Greatness begins where mediocrity ends.

Nature: it might be the magical key to unlock a locked imagination.

I can only miss the true and I can only mourn the brave. Cowards make it easy to let go because you're not losing anything worth having.

When you live next to the cemetery you cannot weep for everyone.

There is nothing to fear but fear itself. And spiders. ~Bumper sticker~

Regardless of Bobby's recent hate-filled rantings, which I abhor, he is nonetheless one of the greatest chessplayers of all time.

In 1998, Artnet was the site that convinced me that if my writing didn't exist online, it didn't exist at all. It showed me criticism's future.

Novels do take charge of the writer, and the writer is basically a kind of sheepdog just trying to keep things on track.

The perpetual obstacle to human advancement is custom.

Two things make the women unforgettable, their tears and their perfume