Most of suburbia will end up in three ways: ruins, slums, salvage yards for materials.

I think the deeper truth is that the Kyoto Protocols will not be followed by anyone really and that, in effect, nothing will be done to reduce carbon dioxide and other greenhouse emissions.

No amount or combination of alternative fuels is going to allow us to continue running what we're running, the way we're running it.

A land full of places that are not worth caring about may soon be a nation and a way of life that is not worth defending.

In our current frame of mind, or paradigm, or whatever you want to call it, we like to think that marshalling government policy is the way to get things done.

Community is not something you have, like pizza. Now is it something you can buy. It's a living organism based on a web of interdependencies- which is to say, a local economy. It expresses itself physically as connectedness, as buildings actively relating to each other, and to whatever public space exists, be it the street, or the courthouse or the village green.

I am far less interested in serving as a change agent than in functioning as a prose artist, whether it's fiction or nonfiction.