Ever since the collapse of cap and trade legislation and the realization that President Obama is unlikely to ever utter the words 'climate change' in public again much less use the bully pulpit to prepare the nation for the catastrophic risks of inaction the movement has been in a funk.

No great movement designed to change the world can bear to be laughed at or belittled. Mockery is a rust that corrodes all it touches.

I do not believe in political movements. I believe in personal movement that movement of the soul when a man who looks at himself is so ashamed that he tries to make some sort of change - within himself not on the outside.

Change means movement. Movement means friction. Only in the frictionless vacuum of a nonexistent abstract world can movement or change occur without that abrasive friction of conflict.

It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure to embrace the new. But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful. There is more security in the adventurous and exciting for in movement there is life and in change there is power.

All change is not growth as all movement is not forward.

The great fear that hung over the business community in the 1970s was death by regulation and the great goal of the conservative movement as it rose to triumph in the 1980s was to remove that threat - to keep OSHA the EPA and the FTC from choking off entrepreneurship with their infernal meddling in the marketplace.

The union movement has been the best middle class job creating program that America has ever had and it doesn't cost the government a dime.

Grace is in garments in movements in manners beauty in the nude and in forms. This is true of bodies but when we speak of feelings beauty is in their spirituality and grace in their moderation.

I mean the shoe - there is a music to it there is attitude there is sound it's a movement. Clothes - it's a different story. There are a million things I'd rather do before designing clothes: directing landscaping.