She had no images of this love. She could offer no anecdotes. It was a belief rather than a memory.

There is more than one kind of freedom," said Aunt Lydia. "Freedom to and freedom from. In the days of anarchy, it was freedom to. Now you are being given freedom from. Don't underrate it.

Every aspect of human technology has a dark side, including the bow and arrow.

Ten days after the war ended, my sister Laura drove a car off a bridge.

You can wipe your feet on me, twist my motives around all you like, you can dump millstones on my head and drown me in the river, but you can’t get me out of the story. I’m the plot, babe, and don’t ever forget it.

Where do you draw the line, between love and greed? We never did know, we always wanted more. We want to take it all in, for one last time, we want to eat the world with our eyes.

Our biggest moral debt is to the environment. Take-take-take, nothing given back.