It is better to be small, colorful, sexy, careless, and peaceful, like the flowers, than large, conservative, repressed, fearful, and aggressive, like the thunder lizards; a lesson, by the way, that the Earth has yet to learn.

Bones are patient. Bones never tire nor do they run away. When you come upon a man who has been dead many years, his bones will still be lying there, in place, content, patiently waiting, but his flesh will have gotten up and left him. Water is like flesh. Water will not stand still. It is always off to somewhere else; restless, talkative, and curious. Even water in a covered jar will disappear in time. Flesh is water. Stones are like bones. Satisfied. Patient. Dependable. Tell me, then, Alobar, in order to achieve immortality, should you emulate water or stone? Should you trust your flesh or your bones?

Suicide would be my way of telling God that I quit.

[Sheehan will have to make her ride into immortality without the help of Longfellow. But is it possible this moment could make MoveOn.org what SDS (Students for a Democratic Society) was during Vietnam?] I'm only 30, ... I don't really understand the reference that much.

We've got something for just about everyone. I think our horsemen and our fans are going to be tickled with what we have to offer.

It is easier to play around with a man's wife than with his cliches.