There is science, logic, reason; there is thought verified by experience. And then there is California.

Orthodoxy is a relaxation of the mind accompanied by a stiffening of the heart.

To meet God or Medusa face to face, even if it means risking everything human in myself. I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with the nonhuman world and yet somehow survives still intact individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.

It is the difference between men and women, not the sameness, that creates the tension and the delight.

It seems clear at last that our love for the natural world-Nature-is the only means by which we can requite God's obvious love for it.

We live in a time of twin credulities: the hunger for the miraculous combined with a servile awe of science. The mating of the two gives us superstition plus scientism -- a Mongoloid metaphysic.

The very poor are strictly materialistic. It takes money to be a mystic.