My experience protesting with Mojave Dolphins, and the other wonderful animal activists, can be described in a few words: inspiring, motivational and purposeful. The execution of the protests is incredible; the signs are amazing, creative and eye catching. You can really feel the unity in the group, running like a well oiled machine towards the goal of liberating our captive animal friends.

Daughters hate their mothers; I think it's the law of nature. But you know what? Then they come back.

I don't understand water and gravity.

Sex cannot be understood because nature cannot be understood. Science is a method of logical analysis of nature's operations. It has lessened human anxiety about the cosmos by demonstrating the materiality of nature's forces, and their frequent predictability. But science is always playing catch-up ball. Nature breaks its own rules whenever it wants. Science cannot avert a single thunderbolt. Western science is a product of the Apollonian mind: its hope is that by naming and classification, by the cold light of intellect, archaic night can be pushed back and defeated.

The world isn't awful. People aren't awful. They want to be good. Something makes them bad. Something breaks them down, makes them snap.

Art is form struggling to wake from the nightmare of nature.

When I train, I erase all the limits and expectations of what I can do. I am powerful and anything is possible.