The distinguishing mark of true adventures, is that it is often no fun at all while they are actually happening.

Without an observer at a twenty three degree angle to the light being reflected off a cloud of spherical droplets, there is no rainbow. The whole universe is like that. Our spirits stand at a twenty three degree angle to the universe. There is some new thing created at the contact of photon and retina, some space created between rock and mind.

The only part of an argument that really matters is what we think of the people arguing.

We should conceive of ourselves not as rulers of Earth, but as highly powerful, conscious stewards: The Earth is given to us in trust, and we can screw it up or make it work well and sustainably.

It's too bad we only had the courage to live our lives fully in dreams.

You can't get any movement larger than five people without including at least one flippin idiot.

Very few people ever bother to find out what other people really think. They are willing to accept whatever they are told about anyone sufficiently distant.