Who would drink from a cup when they can drink from the source?

We try to exile ourselves more and more from nature - not always consciously: We build houses; we dismiss nature; nature has to be outside, because we're inside. God forbid something like a cockroach comes inside, or some dust.

We can't enchant the world, which makes its own magic; but we can enchant ourselves by paying deep attention

... love is an act of sedition, a revolt against reason, an uprising in the body politic, a private mutiny.

The knowing, I told myself, is only a vapor of the mind, and yet it can wreck havok with one's sanity.

Our relationship with nature has changed radically, irreversibly, but by no means all for the bad. Our new epoch is laced with invention. Our mistakes are legion, but our talent is immeasurable.

As the most social apes, we inhabit a mirror-world in which every important relationship, whether with spouse, friend or child, shapes the brain, which in turn shapes our relationships.