Americans threw away their communities in order to save a few dollars on hair dryers and plastic food storage tubs, never stopping to reflect on what they were destroying.

I like to call it 'the national automobile slum.' You can call it suburban sprawl. I think it's appropriate to call it the greatest misallocation of resources in the history of the world.

The twentieth century was about getting around. The twenty-first century will be about staying in a place worth staying in.

A land full of places that are not worth caring about may soon be a nation and a way of life that is not worth defending.

It pays to remember that societies get what they deserve, not what they expect.

The living arrangements American now think of as normal are bankrupting us economically, socially, ecologically and spiritually.

The immersive ugliness of our everyday environments in America is entropy made visible.

Suburbia is the insidious cartoon of the country house in a cartoon of the country.

Americans are suffering so much from being in unrewarding environments that it has made us very cynical. I think that American suburbia has become a powerful generator of anxiety and depression.

The salient fact about the decades ahead is that we are entering a permanent global energy crisis and it will change everything about how we live.

At the heart of our misunderstanding and infantile behavior is the wish for a miracle cure.

Love as a flower loves the morning sun.Love with kindness, expect no return.

I've always been like this - trying to find adventure where it's still in its first élan - the first spring.

It's true that I've made mistakes, but I know I shouldn't do them again.

With music, you often don't have to translate it. It just affects you, and you don't know why.

Scared isn't a good excuse. Scared is the excuse everyone has always used.

One reason we would use plant medicine: to be able to take care of the body as a whole. Another reason is that it is accessible, approachable, and requires few invasive methods.

Not everyone out in a storm wants to be saved

Our Lord loves you and loves you tenderly.

It is not just about the money, it is about what you achieve on the pitch.

What man art thou that, thus bescreened in night, So stumblest on my counsel? *Who are you? Why do you hide in the darkness and listen to my private thoughts?*