I had to resign myself, many years ago, that I'm not too articulate when it comes to explaining how I feel about things. But my music does it for me, it really does.

Religion is for people who fear hell, spirituality is for people who have been there.

Don’t you love the Oxford Dictionary? When I first read it, I thought it was a really really long poem about everything.

Tomorrow belongs to those who can hear it coming.

If I never wake again, I certainly will have lived while I was alive.

And these children that you spit on as they try to change their worlds are immune to your consultations. They're quite aware of what they're going through.

I don't know where I'm going from here, but I promise it won't be boring.

I suspect that dreams are an integral part of existence, with far more use for us than we've made of them...The fine line between the dream state and reality is at times, for me, quite grey.

The end comes when the infinites arrive.

I'm always amazed that people take what I say seriously. I don't even take what I am seriously.

Put on your red shoes, and dance the blues.

Without hope, we lose heart.

I've never been somewhere I belonged, but there are places where I think I could be happy. Like San Francisco. Well, do art museums count? Because I feel like I belong in them.

There are some men above grief and some men below it.

We deceive and flatter no one by such delicate artificies as we do our own selves.

The reason conservatives cohere and radicals fight: everyone agrees about fears, no one about visions.

Rats are just Ziploc bags full of disease.

You must constantly strive to enlarge your awareness. Naturally, if you do, you will have an uncommonly fine and happy life.

Life is a system of half-truths and lies, Opportunistic, convenient evasion.

A real farmer. He spent his childhood in the wheat, and his marriage in the hay.

True love knows no bargains. It is one-way traffic: giving, giving, giving.