In the American Southwest, I began a lifelong love affair with a pile of rock.

We know so very little about this strange planet we live on, this haunted world where all answers lead only to more mystery.

Freedom begins between the ears.

J. Edgar Hoover, J. Bracken Lee, J. Parnell Thomas, J. Paul Getty -- you can always tell a shithead by that initial initial.

The real work of men was hunting meat. The invention of agriculture was a giant step in the wrong direction, leading to serfdom, cities, and empire. From a race of hunters, artists, warriors, and tamers of horses, we degraded ourselves to what we are now: clerks, functionaries, laborers, entertainers, processors of information.

The extreme clarity of the desert light is equaled by the extreme individuation of desert life forms. Love flowers best in openness and freedom.

Life is hard? True - but let's love it anyhow, though it breaks every bone in our bodies.