The reason that I keep writing is that all my most powerful messages about the fates of wild places that I care about need to have words as well as images
Laziness breeds humors of the blood.
If sometimes dreams come true, what of our nightmares?
All who drink of this remedy recover in a short time except those whom it does not help, who all die.
A cold and moist brain is an inseparable companion to folly.
The combination of pictures and words together can be really effective, and I began to realise in my career that unless I wrote my own words, then my message was diluted