From the union of power and money, from the union of power and secrecy, from the union of government and science, from the union of government and art, from the union of science and money, from the union of ambition and ignorance, from the union of genius and war, from the union of outer space and inner vacuity, the Mad Farmer walks quietly away.

It is no more possible to live in the future than it is to live in the past. If life is not now, it is never.

Our obsession with security is a measure of the power we have granted the future to hold over us.

The world is not given by our fathers but borrowed from our children.

There is change by necessity or adaptation, and there is contrived change or novelty.

Only the action that is moved by love for the good at hand has the hope of being responsible and generous.

The uplands of my home country in north central Kentucky are sloping and easily eroded, dependent for safekeeping upon year-round cover of perennial plants.