Sloths actually are like furry living ecosystems all by themselves! Algae grows on their fur and they are also home to "sloth moths" who call them home and drink their tears.

Every move a sloth makes is with purpose, which is more than most of us can say about 90% of the time.

The point of sloths is to bring a sense of wonder, magic, and happiness to all other species. Did you know that every other animal's favorite animal is the sloth?

Footballers are going on strike? When can they start?

Because sloths' metabolisms are so slow, they don't exhibit many external signs of stress and it can be hard to determine their mood.

A sloth once whispered in my ear and told me that when he is clinging to branches he closes his eyes and imagines that he's still a baby holding on to his mama.

Some people think their fingers are toes or claws, but they're actually finger bones.

Sloths have low metabolisms, so they have to move slowly in order to conserve energy. However, they aren't aimless or "lazy" and they actually move around quite a lot - just very, very slowly.

Nothing exists without its opposite.

Obama wants to be thought of as the president who freed us from foreign oil. But if he doesn't show some political courage, he may well be remembered as the president who cooked the planet.

Cars did not kill off horses. Digital publishing will not kill off books.

I felt I had dissolved into a pure energy state and become one with the magnetic field surrounding the earth

Life is large. We cannot possibly grasp the whole of it in the few years that we have to live. What is vital? What is essential? What may we profitably let go?

Peter Watts delivers-solid, inventive hard sf about the deep sea, but as we've never seen before. This moves like the wind.

Whoever had the bright idea of putting Indiana Jones in a leather jacket and a fedora in the jungle ought to be dragged into the street and shot.

Ideas aren't magical; the only tricky part is holding on to one long enough to get it written down.

I never thought I was breaking a glass ceiling. I just had to do what I had to do, and it never occurred to me not to.

When I was a little kid I thought I would grow up to be black and sing jazz in nightclubs.