Most of the news about the state of the environment is pretty ugly. This is frightening for me personally, but actually motivational for me artistically.

Laws are confusing documents. They get in the way of justice.

The more you read about and immerse in a culture, the more it comes alive, and the more textured and nuanced and detailed and unstereotypable it becomes.

Nature has become something new. It is ours now, truly. And if our creation devours us, how poetic will that be?

Sex and hypocrisy. They go together like coffee and cream.

Of course, the more you read, the more you learn, and ultimately there is more information than you can ever use. The difficulty is that as an outsider, you know you're too ignorant for your own good, and so the urge to keep researching and *never* start writing is pretty strong.

Laws are a fine thing on paper, but painful when no bribery can ease their bind.