Jane Austen: Getting Into Her

When I Write "paradise" I Mean Not Only Apple Trees And Golden Women But Also Scorpions And Tarantulas And Flies, Rattlesnakes And Gila Monsters, Sandstorms, Volcanoes And Earthquakes, Bacteria And Bear, Cactus, Yucca, Bladderweed, Ocotillo And Mesquite, Flash Floods And Quicksand, And Yes - Disease And Death And The Rotting Of Flesh.

I Believe That There Is A Kind Of Poetry, Even A Kind Of Truth, In Simple Fact.

I'm In Favor Of Animal Liberation. Why? Because I'm An Animal.

The Tragic Sense Of Life: Our Heroic Acceptance Of The Suffering Of Others.

There Is No Force More Potent In The Modern World Than Stupidity Fueled By Greed.