The chance you had is the life you've got. You can make complaints about what people, including you, make of their lives after they have got them, and about what people make of other people's lives, ...but you mustn't wish for another life. You mustn't want to be somebody else.

The incarnate Word is with us, is still speaking, is present always, yet leaves no sign but everything that is.

To be interested in food but not in food production is clearly absurd.

I would consider myself simply a critic of the market economy. My standard isn't primarily political. First of all, it's ecological. And then I get to matters that are social and cultural.

The world is so full and abundant it is like a pregnant woman carrying a child in one arm and leading another by the hand. Every puddle in the lane is ringed with sipping butterflied that fly up in flutter when you walk past in the late morning on your way to get the mail.

The only sustainable city - and this, to me, is the indispensable ideal and goal - is a city in balance with its countryside.

I have always loved a window, especially an open one.