The shoddy work of despair, the pointless work of pride, equally betray Creation. They are wastes of life.

The discussion about food doesn't make any sense without discussion at the same time of land, land use, land policy, fertility maintenance, and farm infrastructure maintenance.

Eaters must understand that eating takes place inescapably in the world, that it is inescapably an agricultural act, and that how we eat determines, to a considerable extent, how the world is used.

The presence of the present has become insistent, undeniable, and I dare not look away.

No matter how much one may love the world as a whole, one can live fully in it only by living responsibly in some small part of it. Where we live and who we live there with define the terms of our relationship to the world and to humanity. We thus come again to the paradox that one can become whole only by the responsible acceptance of one's partiality.

If we do not live where we work and when we work we are wasting our lives and our work too.

Individualism is going around these days in uniform, handing out the party line on individualism.