Nature can put on a thrilling show. The stage is vast, the lighting is dramatic, the extras are innumerable, and the budget for special effects is absolutely unlimited.

The presence of God is the finest of rewards.

Words are cold, muddy toads trying to understand sprites dancing in a field-but they're all we have.

How long does it take for a broken spirit to kill a body that has food, water and shelter?

I ask you, is it the fig tree's fault that it's not the season for figs? What kind of thing is that to do to an innocent tree, wither it instantly?

[The taxidermist is] a historian, dealing with an animal's past; the zookeeper is a politician, dealing with an animal's present; and everyone else is a citizen who must decide on that animal's future (...) The indifference of the many, combined with the active hatred of the few, has sealed the fate of animals.

Mockery be damned, my urine looked delicious.