Whether you're in the water staring up at a looming set or standing in front of 15000 people at a demo, you have to manufacture some courage and a sense of optimism in order to get through the moment, the day, the rest of your life.

And you can't help but worry for them, love them, want for them - those who go on down the close, foetid galleries of time and space without you.

It's the pointless things that give your life meaning. Friendship, compassion, art, love. All of them pointless. But they're what keeps life from being meaningless.

The desert is a spiritual place, we vaguely understand, and the sea the mere playground of our hedonism.

The health of our seas determines the future of humanity.

What I'm saying so badly is we're bred now to believe we're in control and should be in control.

Wherever I went I felt like the last person awake in a room full of sleepers