Skill in writing frees you to write what you want to write. It may also show you what you want to write. Craft enables art.

The trouble is that we have a bad habit, encouraged by pedants and sophisticates, of considering happiness as something rather stupid. Only pain is intellectual, only evil interesting. This is the treason of the artist: a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain.

The future has become uninhabitable. Such hopelessness can arise, I think, only from an inability to face the present, to live in the present, to live as a responsible being among other beings in this sacred world here and now, which is all we have, and all we need, to found our hope upon.

There is no information about corporations. There is only disinformation.

What's needed in this case is conscious and serious practice in hearing, and using, and being used by, other people's voices.

Secondhand experience breaks down a block from the car lot.

I'll make my report as if I told a story, for I was taught as a child on my homeworld that Truth is a matter of the imagination.