My life has been a continuous fulfillment of dreams. It appears that everything I saw and did has a new and perhaps more significant meaning every time I see it. The earth is good. It is a privilege to live thereon.

Common sense tells us that the things of the earth exist only a little and that true reality is only in dreams.

My goal? To test out every diet and exercise regimen on planet earth and figure out which work best. I sweated I cooked I learned to pole dance. In the end I lost weight lowered my cholesterol and doubled my energy level. I feel better than I ever have.

Through no divine design or cosmic plan we have inherited the mantle of life's caretaker on the earth the only home we have ever known.

I always consider the settlement of America with reverence and wonder as the opening of a grand scene and design in providence for the illumination of the ignorant and the emancipation of the slavish part of mankind all over the earth.

I rely on guns for protection in life. God does not say 'This is la-la land.' God doesn't say 'Welcome to Earth. Everything's perfect. There's no crime. There's no murder. There's no death.' The world is imperfect and you have to be on guard.

There is no such thing as an ugly language. Today I hear every language as if it were the only one and when I hear of one that is dying it overwhelms me as though it were the death of the earth.

The sole equality on earth is death.

The earth is rocky and full of roots it's clay and it seems doomed and polluted but you dig little holes for the ugly shriveled bulbs throw in a handful of poppy seeds and cover it all over and you know you'll never see it again - it's death and clay and shrivel and your hands are nicked from the rocks your nails black with soil.

I don't believe in life after death. But I do believe in some grinding destiny that watches over us on earth. If I didn't the safety valve would give and the boiler would explode.