I've found psychedelics to be keys to worlds that have always existed, that have to be talked about.

Since we don't know where we're going, we have to stick together in case someone gets there.

Man, when you lose your laugh you lose your footing.

Nowhere else in history has there ever been a flag that stands for the right to burn itself. This is the fractal of our flag. It stands for the right to destroy itself.

If you've got love in your heart, whatever you do from that moment out is likely to be right. If you've got that one true note ringing inside you, then whatever you do is going to be OK.

You don't lead by pointing and telling people some place to go. You lead by going to that place and making a case.

You can count how many seeds are in the apple, but not how many apples are in the seed.

All I know is this: nobody's very big in the first place, and it looks to me like everybody spends their whole life tearing everybody else down.

He Who Marches Out Of Step Hears Another Drum

The need for mystery is greater than the need for an answer.

You've got to get out and pray to the sky to appreciate the sunshine; otherwise you're just a lizard standing there with the sun shining on you.

‎Women fancy admiration means more than it does.

As long as you were comfortable with yourself and believed in yourself, then you could just throw out all that nonsense of worrying about your status and "success" and other people's opinions.

The deepest and darkest dungeons that we are ever flung into are the dungeons of the mind

And when a whisper became a begging it was time to move on.

Friendship is the gift of the gods, and the most precious boon to man.

Criticism is the art of appraising others at one's own value.

I outlived the bastards.

Not enough people in this world are happy.

Look at Picasso. O’Neill. Tennessee Williams. Capote. Were these shiny happy people spreading sunshine? No. Only the greatest of personal demons can force you to do powerful work.

Al the povere peple tho pescoddes fetten; Benes and baken apples thei broghte in hir lappe, Chibolles and chervelles and ripe chiries manye, And profrede Piers this present to plese with Hunger.