We celebrate the birth of one who told us to give everything to the poor by giving each other motorized tie racks.

Climate change is the single biggest thing that humans have ever done on this planet. The one thing that needs to be bigger is our movement to stop it.

The technology we need most badly is the technology of community, the knowledge about how to cooperate to get things done.

Very few people on earth ever get to say: 'I am doing, right now, the most important thing I could possibly be doing.' If you'll join this fight that's what you'll get to say

what you do every day is what forms your mind and precious few of us can or would spend most days outdoors.

In 50 years, no one will care about the fiscal cliff or the Euro crisis. They'll just ask, "So the Arctic melted, and then what did you do?"

Global warming is no longer a philosophical threat, no longer a future threat, no longer a threat at all. It's our reality.

Advent: the time to listen for footsteps - you can't hear footsteps when you're running yourself.

We've been given a warning by science, and a wake-up call by nature; it is up to us now to heed them.

The real negotiation is between humans on the one hand and chemistry and physics on the other. And chemistry and physics, unfortunately, don't bargain.

We can either save the planet from catastrophic warming, or protect fossil fuel CEOs. Not both. Do the math(s)

I'll live as well, as deeply, as madly as I can--until I die.

I know of other mothers who have children with disabilities, and right away they loved them and decided to fight for them.That isn’t my story.

A government that is big enough to give you all you want is big enough to take it all away.

Everything the Power of the World does is done in a circle.

A very friendly boom, like a pair of gleeful handclaps.

The adoption of agriculture, supposedly our most decisive step toward a better life, was in many ways a catastrophe from which we have never recovered.

I worked there [on Pontiac] three weeks, got really sick of it, went back home and joined the Air Force.

All is fair in love and songwriting.

Like pleasure, beauty should be savored and enjoyed

Love is not the dying moan of a distant violin - it's the triumphant twang of a bedspring.