It's animal by animal that you save a species.

Variety is the pledge that matter makes to living things.

It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.

Which is crueler, an old man's lost memories of a life lived, or a young man's lost memories of the life he meant to live?

In the absence of touching and being touched, people of all ages can sicken and grow touched starved. Touch seems to be as essential as sunlight.

In Manhattan last month I heard a woman borrowing the jargon of junkies to say to another, 'Want to do some chocolate?'

To begin to understand the gorgeous fever that is consciousness, we must try to understand the senses and what they can tell us about the ravishing world we have the privilege to inhabit.