Hate misleads, fear distorts and love blinds.
Love is a warm brain, not a leaping heart.
At the heart of any poor soul not at one with the Force, there is only void.
Do you have to feel something for it to be real or mean anything? Can you touch your dreams, taste your imagination.
Voyaging great distances -- through forests, from island to island, across plains and into the mountains -- is all about finding ourselves.
Nature is a big influence on my work. That's where the cosmic element comes in, an awareness of the relevance of what we do as a species, why we do it, and its implications.