What I mean is, I love winter, and when you really love something, then it loves you back, in whatever way it has to love.

I began to know that each morning reasserted the problems of night before, that sleep suspended all but changed nothing, that you couldn’t make yourself over between dawn and dusk.

There was no harm in taking aim, even if the target was a dream.

I felt that I was not, never had been and never would be a living part of this overpoweringly solid and deeply meaningful world around me.

It seemed clear that wars were not made by generations and their special stupidities, but that wars were made instead by something ignorant in the human heart

As I said, this was my sarcastic summer. It was only long after that I recognized sarcasm as the protest of people who are weak.

But something held me back. Perhaps I was stopped by that level of feeling, deeper than thought, which contains the truth.

Sarcasm is the protest of the weak.

Peace is indivisible, and the surrounding world confusion found no reflection inside me.

We are all born equally far from the sun.

The next major advance in the health of the American people will be determined by what the individual is willing to do for himself.

Love is a Strong Addiction that makes it Impossible to ignore those involved

The innocent are guilty, the guilty are beyond hope, everything’s on its head, it’s a Twelfth Night of late-capitalist contradiction…

Let it go on record that any confusion arose simply because we lacked certain commonalities of reference.

The path to big, systemic change is collective action. That takes Sister Courage.

Okay, uh, I'm lost. I'm angry. And I'm armed.

Social engineers veil themselves in a cloak of believability.

I wonder if I could make an electric bass.

All plot comes from the character's trying to get something, to achieve something, wanting, desiring, longing.

I labour over details and whether a song should be a straight pop song form or exploratory. This is the curse with doing things by yourself.

And perhaps our awareness is the first step to our liberation.