If The Crop Of Any One Year

Let Us Have The Candor To Acknowledge That What We Call "the Economy" Or "the Free Market" Is Less And Less Distinguishable From Warfare.

Laughter Is Immeasurable. Be Joyful

Ask The Questions That Have No Answers. Invest In The Millenium. Plant Sequoias.

A Community Is The Mental And Spiritual Condition Of Knowing That The Place Is Shared, And That The People Who Share The Place Define And Limit The Possibilities Of Each Other's Lives. It Is The Knowledge That People Have Of Each Other, Their Concern For Each Other, Their Trust In Each Other, The Freedom With Which They Come And Go Among Themselves.

I Could Die In Peace, I Think, If The World Was Beautiful. To Know It's Being Ruined Is Hard.