I'm going to marry my novels and have little short stories for children.

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.

You fit into melike a hook into an eyea fish hookan open eye

I had try to tell the difference between the night and the day and how the night was better unless the day was very clean and cold and I could not tell it

...people who don't live at least a little bit in fear, have nothing left to live for.

The things that are acquired consciously permit us to express ourselves unconsciously with a certain richness.

The moment one gives close attention to any thing, even a blade of grass it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.

All losers exaggerate because they want you to know how bad they feel.

The fairways were so narrow you had to walk down them single file.

We think that we all have to like each other before we trust each other and that necessarily is not the case.

isn't it funny how danger makes people passionate?