I saw thousands of pumpkins last night come floating in on the tide, bumping up against the rocks and rolling up on the beaches; it must be Halloween in the sea

Reduce intellectual and emotional noise until you arrive at the silence of yourself and listen to it.

There are not too many fables about man's misuse of sunflower seeds.

I have always wanted to write a book that ended with the word 'mayonnaise.

Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords.

It's strange how the simple things in life go on while we become more difficult.

The time is right to mix sentences with dirt and the sun with punctuation and rain with verbs.

Finding is losing something else. I think about, perhaps even mourn, what I lost to find this

I had a good-talking candle last night in my bedroom. I was very tired but I wanted somebody to be with me, so I lit a candle and listened to its comfortable voice of light until I was asleep.

I drank coffee and read old books and waited for the year to end.

Excuse me, I said. I thought you were a trout stream. I'm not, she said.

A daisy blooming in a desert is worth more than a rose blossoming in a rainforest.

I've been getting into Nick Drake lately, the folk singer. Sad, gorgeous stuff.

All true manliness grows around a core of divineness.

Television is now so desperately hungry for material that they're scraping the top of the barrel.

You cannot raise the standard against oppression, or leap into the breach to relieve injustice, and still keep an open mind to every disconcerting fact, or an open ear to the cold voice of doubt.

I like films that are well-written and concise and with not a lot of room for improvisation.

Have the courage "to swim against the tide". Have the courage to be happy.

Listen,' Clover said. 'Don't worry about not being able to come back, I've lived both places, and trust me, you won't be getting the short end of the stick if you end up in Foo. I mean, candy alone.

The book is all in us. Fool, hearest not thou? In thine own heart day and night is singing that Eternal Music - Sachchidânanda, soham, soham - Existence-Knowledge-Bliss Absolute, I am He, I am He.

I may be the wrong person for my life.