To some extent, Seattle remains a frontier metropolis, a place where people can experiment with their lives, and change and grow and make things happen.

He was becoming unstuck, he was sure of that - his bones were no longer wrapped in flesh but in clouds of dust, in hummingbirds, dragonflies, and luminous moths - but so perfect was his equilibrium that he felt no fear. He was vast, he was many, he was dynamic, he was eternal.

Solace? That's why God made fermented beverages and the blues.

Genius may stand on the shoulders of giants, but it stands alone.

The ultimate end of any ideology is totalitarianism.

I believe in nothing, everything is sacred. I believe in everything, nothing is sacred.

There is a sense in which a painted stick is a stick in bloom. This stick points to the hidden face of God. Sometimes it points to you.