When Love Is Gone, There's Always Justice.

Paradise Is Exactly Like Where You Are Right Now Only Much Much Better.

Dogs Don't Just Like Us, They Love Us, And They Admire Us. The Big Reason They Admire Us Is We Invented Cars. They're Like, "yes, We Get To Go Somewhere!" Go Somewhere Faster, With Their Head Out The Window, And Their Ears, Like, "yes! Yes!"

I Always Wonder When People Have Any Kind Of Spiritual And Meditative Practice Especially If It's One Designed In Part To Help Them Cope With Things That Seem Unmanageable And To Cope With Something Like Death, If They're Able To Maintain That Practice And Maintain The Equanimity At The Time Of Death Whether It's, You Know, That Person's Or That Person's Loved One.

I Think Women Are Excellent Social Critics.

All Of Nature Talks To Me - If I Could Just Figure Out What It's Saying - Trees Are Swinging In The Breeze. They're Talking To Me. Insects Are Rubbing Their Legs Together. They're All Talking. They're Talking To Me.