It matters to me that I feel loved by the universe - and I do.

I know, in my soul, that to eat a creature who is raised to be eaten, and who never has a chance to be a real being, is unhealthy. It's like...you're just eating misery. You're eating a bitter life.

Be an outcast. Be pleased to walk alone.

Politically, the world is so confused right now - there's so much suffering caused by various movements by various parties and people in power in government.

There's an ecstatic side to writing. It's like jazz. It just has a life.

Whoever you are, whatever you are, start with that, whether salt of the earth or only white sugar.

I feel I am a child that's lost its mother. I feel like a calf whose mother has gone off to slaughter.