Today is one of those excellent January partly cloudies in which light chooses an unexpected part of the landscape to trick out in gilt, and then the shadow sweeps it away. You know you’re alive. You take huge steps, trying to feel the planet’s roundness arc between your feet.

“You can still have a lush, low water landscape. It's just a matter of choosing the plants that do well here, watering them appropriately and putting them in the right place. We can also help you create a mini oasis which will transition into a desert zone.”

“The Wabash River - Indiana's largest body of water, containing the longest unimpeded waterway east of the Mississippi - constitutes a fascinating chapter in our nation's history. From the corridor's impact on the Hoosier landscape to its role in influencing the lives of the people who live along it, this is truly a story worth telling.”

“The world is full of tradeoffs, and sometimes 'renewable power' activists fail to recognize that. Solar energy collectors must displace a tremendous amount of natural landscape to produce any significant amount of energy. And anything less requires a great deal of financial expenditures for very little and very inconsistent power.”

“[Will cybertherapy become the wave of the future? There is not much danger of that happening today, although the landscape is changing somewhat with the use of videoconferencing software that enables cybertherapists to pick up on the nonverbal cues that are essential to therapy.] Without these cues, ... it is very difficult to do anything more than provide an informational resource to patients.”

I don’t want to see landscapes, i.e. scenic paintings of them, because I don’t want to see the original realities – as optical effects that is. I want to see the deeper reality underlying the scenic, the expression of what are sometimes called abstract imaginings. The ‘simply natural’ is interesting no longer.

I picture the vast realm of the sciences as an immense landscape scattered with patches of dark and light. The goal towards which we must work is either to extend the boundaries of the patches of light, or to increase their number. One of these tasks falls to the creative genius; the other requires a sort of sagacity combined with perfectionism.

It's true in everything, not just in drag: To be a success, you have to understand the landscape. You have to know thyself, and you have to know your history so that you can draw from people who have figured out the equation you are faced with. It's not rocket science.

I know when I'm not dancing, and I go home, I usually work with my dad, who's an electrician. So I do stuff like that. I used to be a landscape gardener. I loved that job. But I'd like to be involved with entertainment. Singing or something, I guess.

Very early, I thought I would go into music, but I was aware that it would bring a set of obstacles I didn't find particularly attractive. Also, I'm not a great performer! For a while, I thought I would do something in landscape gardening. But it was always fashion for me.