I love Canada...It is a great country much too cold for good sense, inhabited by compassionate, intelligent people with bad hairdos.

The moon was a sharply defined crescent and the sky was perfectly clear. The stars shone with such fierce, contained brilliance that it seemed absurd to call the night dark.

There's nothing like the unimaginable to make people believe.

If you don't let technology help you, if you resist good ideas, you condemn yourself to dinosaurhood.

Much hostile and aggressive behaviour among animals is the expression of social insecurity.

Words are much better at relating emotions and thoughts.

Stories--individual stories, family stories, national stories--are what stitch together the disparate elements of human existence into a coherent whole. We are story animals.