An Airport is the perfect volatile mix of people in a huge hurry and people with nothing to do for hours.

The Airport is a place that has seen more sincere kisses than wedding halls.

An Airport is a nonplace where you can wear sweatpants, big headphones, and a neckpillow while drinking a beer at 6am and not be judged.

Airport is a destination to which we proceed with haste so that we can glance at our watches for the next two and a half hours.

Capital is that part of the wealth of a country which is employed in production, and consists of food, clothing, tools, raw materials, machinery, etc., necessary to give effect to labor.

Capital is only the fruit of labor, and could never have existed if labor had not first existed. Labor is the superior of capital, and deserves much the higher consideration.

Capital is always to be kept in circulation — money talks, but it doesn't talk in its sleep.

Capital is anthropocentric but it messes with the part of the human that has a foot in the nonhuman; in kindred, friendship, solidarity, symbiosis.

Community is gathering around a fire and listening to someone tell a story.

Community is, as the very heart of civilization, the mutually cooperative and voluntary venture of man to assume a semblance of responsibility for his brother.

Community is grounded in this idea — It is your concern when the wall next door is on fire.

Community is grounded in dialogue — it comes as a result of folks talking 'to' one another instead of 'about'.

Expertise is to be taken seriously — A blind man is no judge of colors.

Expertise requires skill and practice — A pair of light shoes is not all that is needed for dancing.

Expertise is unappreciated by the rabble — Only an owl knows the worth of an owl.

Expertise is less valuabel in times of utter catastrophe — Even the best pilots are willing to take advice from their passengers in bad weather.