Hope is a longing for a future condition over which you have no agency; it means you are essentially powerless.

There is a language older by far and deeper than words. It is the language of bodies, of body on body, wind on snow, rain on trees, wave on stone. It is the language of dream, gesture, symbol, memory. We have forgotten this language. We do not even remember that it exists.

Casey Maddox wrote that when philosophy dies, action begins. I would say in addition that when we stop hoping for external assistance, when we stop hoping that the awful situation we're in will somehow resolve itself, when we stop hoping the situation will somehow not get worse, then we are finally free - truly free - to honestly start working to thoroughly resolve it. I would say when hope dies, action begins.

I think a lot of us are increasingly recognizing that the dominant culture is killing the planet.

Writing is really very easy. Tap a vein and bleed onto the page. Everything else is just technical.

Premise Eight: The needs of the natural world are more important than the needs of the economic system.

We have a need for enchantment that is as deep and devoted as our need for food and water.