To eliminate the concept of waste means to design things-products, packaging, and systems-from the very beginning on the understanding that waste does not exist.

Designing renders visible our hopes and dreams. It is the first signal of human intentions.

Waste equals food, whether it's food for the earth, or for a closed industrial cycle. We manufacture products that go from cradle to grave. We want to manufacture them from cradle to cradle.

The Stone Age did not end because humans ran out of stones. It ended because it was time for a re-think about how we live.

If anybody here has trouble with the concept of design humility, reflect on this: It took us 5,000 years to put wheels on our luggage.

In the end, the question is not, how do we use nature to serve our interests? It's how can we use humans to serve nature's interest?'

Here's where redesign begins in earnest, where we stop trying to be less bad and we start figuring out how to be good.

Our goal is a delightfully diverse, safe, healthy, and just world, with clean air, water, soil and power – economically, equitably, ecologically and elegantly enjoyed.

The surest way to heal an eco-system is to connect it to more of itself.

If we think about things having multiple lives, cradle to cradle, we could design things that can go back to either nature or back to industry forever.

Sustainability takes forever. And that's the point.

One of the essential qualities of the clinician is interest in humanity, for the secret of the care of the patient is in caring for the patient.

I am single because I am allergic for cursing words and bad table manners

Fear of knowing is very deeply a fear of doing.

I highly approve of Romney's decision to be kind and gentle to the retard.

People permit life to slide past them like a deft pickpocket, their purse-not yet missed and now too late-in his hand.

Leaders often find themselves temporarily alone.

I'll just bleed so the stars can have something dark to shine in

A new broome sweepeth cleane.

That's my favorite thing about him. I like to lie next to him when it's late, dark, and so quiet I can hear my own heartbeat. It's times like that when I'm sure that I'm in love.

Man is still an ape in that he forgets what is not ever before his eyes.