A schedule defends from chaos and whim. A net for catching days.

An Inuit hunter asked the local missionary priest: If I did not know about God and sin, would I go to hell? No, said the priest, not if you did not know. Then why, asked the Inuit earnestly, did you tell me?

I still try to keep my eyes open. I'm always on the lookout for antlion traps in sandy soil, monarch pupae near milkweed, skipper larvae in locust leaves. These things are utterly common, and I've not seen one

For all the insularity of the old guard, Pittsburgh was always an open and democratic town.

These are our few live seasons. Let us live them as purely as we can, in the present.

I am a fugitive and a vagabond, a sojourner seeking signs.

We are here to abet creation and to witness to it, to notice each other's beautiful face and complex nature so that creation need not play to an empty house.