Well, we are terribly divided politically, yes, and, you know, I don't mean to intimidate you and your listeners but I have a master's degree in anthropology from the University of Chicago.

People don't come to church for preachments, of course, but to daydream about God.

See the cat? See the cradle?

love is a hawk with velvet claws love is a rock with heart and veins love is a lion with satin jaws love is a storm with silken reins

The surface of Earth heaved and seethed in fecund restlessness. Earth was most fertile where the most death was.

He is in a constant state of stage fright, he says, because he never knows what part of his life he is going to have to act in next

Sometimes I think it is a great mistake to have matter that can think and feel. It complains so. By the same token, though, I suppose that boulders and mountains and moons could be accused of being a little too phlegmatic.