Everything I wrote was true because I believed what I saw.

Maybe that's what life is... a wink of the eye and winking stars.

Practice kindness all day to everybody and you will realize you're already in heaven now.

Great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and popular opinion.

Put down the pen someone else gave you. No one ever drafted a life worth living on borrowed ink.

I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted.

He had no place he could stay in without getting tired of it and because there was nowhere to go but everywhere, keep rolling under the stars.

Everything is ecstasy inside. We just don't know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our true blissful essence of mind [it] is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever.

It is not my fault that certain so-called bohemian elements have found in my writings something to hang their peculiar beatnik theories on.

Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don't be sorry.

You can't teach the old maestro a new tune.

A hangover is the wrath of grapes.

She doesn't recognize the number—none of her friends use their phones as phones anymore.

I used to hate looking at my markings. But the captain taught me they don't mean anything. Because I'm more than the sum of my mistakes.

Don't beg a man to keep you. If he isn't sure you are the right one make the decision for yourself. You deserve better than maybe.

There is no happiness for people at the expense of other people.

I don't feel like I'm half as important as Elliott Smith or Kurt Cobain. And I'm not going to be somebody that became so unhappy that he succumbed.

I have a boy's body. I would prefer to have more curves because I think that's more beautiful. I would much rather have J. Lo's body than mine.

More than ever I'm proud to be an American, to live in a country that respects the rights of all to marry whomever they love. The Supreme Court decision gives new meaning to the freedoms we cherish.

Sometimes I think if I had to choose between an ear of corn or making love to a woman, I'd choose the corn.

Downy sleep, death's counterfeit.