The idea of the industrial fishing affects everyone. Those factory ships play this game of hit and run with the international fishing limits, and somebody said it's like hunting squirrels with a bulldozer. They pull everything in and they are only looking for certain types of fish and everything else dies and they just throw it back. It's like chumming.

You're best when you're not in charge. The ego locks the muse.

If it's the Psychic Network why do they need a phone number?

I don't practice anything. I spend time looking over ideas and then just get out and do it.

Please, don't worry so much. Because in the end, none of us have very long on this Earth. Life is fleeting.

To be free. Such a thing would be greater than all the magic and all the treasures in all the world.

Improv. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't, but when it does, it's like open-field running.