I swore I'd be in Chicago tomorrow, and made sure of that, taking a bus to Chicago, spending most of my money, and didn't give a damn, just as long as I'd be in Chicago tomorrow.

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.

We are revolutionaries for peace and freedom not violence. And we are going to fight through creativity rather than aggression.

In freedom you form in utter disgrace, the bars of my prison this night.While you drift on currents of seraphim heights, it is I who deserve to take flight.

One often calms one's grief by recounting it.

The more I think of all that I have seen in the Confederate States, the more I feel inclined to say...'How can you subdue such a nation as this!'

When you see a mistake in somebody else, try to find if you are making the same mistake.

Even when we know what is right, too often we fail to act. More often we grab greedily for the day, letting tomorrow bring what it will, putting off the unpleasant and unpopular.

Thought alone cannot recognize spiritual truths no matter how highly developed thought is. It's impossible.

The true professional makes art when he is not feeling good, if the studio is too cold or too warm or the walls are falling down. We are painters and we paint. If I were a sculptor, I'd sculpt.

I think that certain things are funny and certain things are okay to make fun of - including myself.

If you have no major purpose, you are drifting toward certain failure.