With Knowing Comes Caring.

It's A Fact Of Life That There Will Be Oil Spills, As Long As Oil Is Moved From Place To Place, But We Must Have Provisions To Deal With Them, And A Capability That Is Commensurate With The Size Of The Oil Shipments.

I've Had The Joy Of Spending Thousands Of Hours Under The Sea. I Wish I Could Take People Along To See What I See, And To Know What I Know.

Throughout All Of Human History We've Enjoyed Certain Benign Circumstances: An Envelope Of Atmosphere, An Envelope Of Temperature. A Kind Of Resilience That If You Cut Down Trees, Then They'll Grow Back. You Take Fish, They Recover. You Put Stuff Into The Atmosphere That You Know Is Not Good For Us, But We Can Still Breathe. We Haven't Awakened, Generally, To The Sense Of Urgency That Does Exist.

Eating Wildlife Is Probably Not The Smartest Thing That We Can Do In Terms Of Maintaining The Integrity Of Natural Systems.

My First Breath Was Just...it Just Seemed Impossible That You Could Actually Breathe Underwater. I Knew In My Mind It Was Possible, But Actually Experiencing It Was Such A Gulp Of Joy And I Feel It Every Time I Go Under The Ocean. I Love Doing It, To Be Able To Feel Weightless, To Spin On One Finger, To Do Somersaults, To Be Like A Graceful Ballerina - Even With A Huge Tank On Your Back You Can Do The Most Extraordinary Things.