These are the poems of a traveler and a lover who feels both the terror of time passing and the consolation of eternity. From such tension spring lovely poetic objects, ready for intelligent use.

The real technology -behind all our other technologies- is language. It actually creates the world our consciousness lives in.

The peasants of all lands recognize power and they salute it, whether it's good or evil.

How did you fall in love with New Orleans? At once, madly. Looking back, sometimes I think it was predestined.

Cookbooks bear the same relation to real books that microwave food bears to your grandmother?s.

It is the job of the market to turn the base material of our emotions into gold.

There is no ´Complete Idiots Guide to Creationism,´ but perhaps one is not needed.

Nostalgia is masochism and masochism is something masochists love to share.

It's still a mystery to me exactly how I learned the language. [But] I was 19 years old and I had very urgent things to tell girls.

In the grand collage that is Dada, past and future are equally usable.

The evaporation of 4 million who believe in this crap would leave the world a better place.

When reality was just tilted on an axis, a world continued to spin. This is me.

The power to reach our goal is always in the moment. When the moment arrives, be ready to perform the action that will help you reach your goal, and be aware when the moment is now.

Free will comes at a price. A price most of us do not know how to pay.

That hunger of the flesh, that longing for ease, that terror of incarceration, that insistence on tribal honour being obeyed: all of that exists, and it exists everywhere.

A well-frog cannot imagine the ocean, nor can a summer insect conceive of ice. How then can a scholar understand the Tao? He is restricted by his own learning.

Nothing I've worked on has been asked this much of me to put it on the page [like Paper Girls].

The only thing you believe in is the thing you believe in enough to practice. Your creed is your deed.

In revenge a man is but even with his enemy; for it is a princely thing to pardon, and Solomon saith it is the glory of a man to pass over a transgression.

John Muir, Earth-planet, Universe.

'Doctor Who' belongs to all of us. Everybody makes 'Doctor Who.'