I think we learn slowly as a group, but we learn. The ozone layer is still there.

The world is fine. Our place on it is precarious.

I miss smoking (two to four packs a day) but I don't miss the crackle in my lungs when I breathed.

Writing about your community is difficult for any writer.

I don't see the point of pretending we're clones.

I think we're in a 1970s-level moment of social transition and they're always full of upheaval. As violent and deranged as we can be to each other and to other species, we've got nothing on tsunamis, hurricanes or tornadoes.

I don't really get romance. Bring me fish or moose, not flowers.