She was not crying Which surprised me very much But I understand now That she had found places For her melancholy That were behind more masks Than only her eyes

You are the only one who has understood even a whisper of me, and I will tell you that I am the only person who has understood even a whisper of you.

If we are not given the option to live without violence, we are given the choice to center our meals around harvest or slaughter, husbandry or war. We have chosen slaughter. We have chosen war. That's the truest version of our story of eating animals. Can we tell a new story?

I wanted to protect him, which I was sure I could do, even if I could not protect myself.

My dream went all the way back to the beginning. The rain rose into the clouds, and the animals descended the ramp.

There are more obese people in the world than starving people. As China and India start to develop our eating habits - and not by accident but because agribusiness is going over there and imposing our habits on them - if the population doesn't increase at all, we'll have to raise twice as many animals as we do.

She wanted nothing more than someone to miss, to touch, with whom to speak like a child, with whom to be a child.