Slavery doesn't have any positives.

At this point, I feel like I have roots in a lot of places. I have friends who have put down roots, in Seattle and San Francisco and Portland, and I feel very close to them.

The only word for love is everybody's name.

Go ahead, push your luck, find out how much love the world can hold.

Basically, I have found that people who have tried to start communities out of good feelings or hippie-dippie abstract concepts of love - it doesn't work. But if you just concentrate on what is the identity of your town - its waterfalls, its battles, its notable mill strike or those things - you dig into what your town is from its rock formations to its history to its food. Then this thing called community happens all the time.

But social justice and the environment are very tied together in my head.

In the laughing times we know that we are lucky, and in the quiet times we know that we are blessed. And we will not be alone.