This is what it means to be alone: everyone is connected to everyone else, their bodies are a bright liquid life flowing around you, sharing a single heart that drives them to move all together. If the shark comes they will all escape, and leave you to be eaten.

Given my own circumstances, I find that anything can turn out to belong nearly anywhere.

It's as if cats live in a seperate universe that takes up the same space as ours, but is full of facinating things like mice or sparrows or special TV programs that we can't see.

Fiction is a sort of inter-human magic, allowing you to travel into a scene and feel it tingle on your skin.

It is completely usual for me to get up in the morning, take a look around, and laugh out loud.

The average food item on a U.S. grocery shelf has traveled farther than most families go on their annual vacations.

Scientific illiteracy in our populations is leaving too many of us unprepared to discuss or understand much of the damage we are wreaking on our atmosphere, our habitat, and even the food that enters our mouths.