I once saw a lump of Greenland breaking off into the sea and moving south, which of course will affect the atmosphere and us generally, and it'll happen more and more.

Call immediately. Time is running out. We both need to do something monstrous before we die.

It makes me so desperately sad to witness just how unforgivably wretched our world has become.

Beware of privilege. It stinks of rotten fish heads, many of which were lapping the shore beneath the jetties.

There's no such thing as a mistake, really. It's just an opportunity to do something else.

I've done the Rolling Stones eating each other.

You see, nature will do exactly what it must, and if we are a hindrance to its development, to even its destructive powers to reform itself and we are in a way, we will go.