I write better in Cape Breton... too many people around in Ontario. Down there I meet all sorts of non-human people, but they don't bother me, and I don't feel I have to apologize on behalf of my species quite so often.

Ah me son, we don't be takin' nothin' from the sea. We has to sneak up on what we wants and wiggle it away

Without a function, we cease to be. So, I will write till I die.

We have doomed the wolf not for what it is, but for what we deliberately and mistakenly perceive it to be –the mythologized epitome of a savage ruthless killer – which is, in reality, no more than a reflected image of ourself.

Don't let the facts interfere with the truth.

You never know when the devil might come calling.

Inaction will cause a man to sink into the slough of despond and vanish without a trace.