At some point in my life, before I was gone, I wanted to make an album, even if it was for no reason other than posterity.
I'm going to be doing exactly what I'm doing now - teaching people about animals.
I distrust thought. The interior life is highly overrated. I don't like the wispy and the vague... or inductive logic in any kind of writing. I'm impatient with writers who make too much sense. The better things that I've done have come to me by instinct.

