I will describe my eyes and then begin the story. My eyes are blue and resplendent. Now I will begin the story.

How did her life live itself without her.

I am willing to be annoying if that's what was necessary.

I never confused what I had with what I was.

I first became a vegetarian when I was nine, in response to an argument made by a radical babysitter. My great change - which lasted a couple of weeks - was based on the very simple instinct that it's wrong to kill animals for food.

We are breeding creatures incapable of surviving in any place other than the most artificial settings. We have focused the awesome power of modern genetic knowledge to bring into being animals that suffer more.

Please be truthful, but also please be benevolent, please.