I wonder if, in the dark night of the sea, the octopus dreams of me.

It is here that I can concentrate my mind upon the Remembered Earth. It is here that I am most conscious of being, here that wonder comes upon my blood, here I want to live forever; and it is no matter that I must die.

Her name is Ago, and she belonged to the last culture to evolve in North America.

In the beginning was the word, and it was spoken.

The highest human purpose is always to reinvent and celebrate the sacred.

I am interested in the way that we look at a given landscape and take possession of it in our blood and brain. None of us lives apart from the land entirely; such an isolation is unimaginable. If we are to realize and maintain our humanity, we must come to a moral comprehension of earth and air as it is perceived in the long turn of seasons and of years.

If you believe in the power of words, you can bring about physical changes in the universe.