Life is islands of ecstasy in an ocean of ennui, and after the age of thirty land is seldom seen.

We are blind to the worlds within us, waiting to be born.

I hated myself and the world because I had failed to face and accept the limitations of my self and of life. In literature this refusal is called romanticism; in psychology, neurosis.

Why did children seem to be so often spontaneous, joy-filled and concentrated while adults seemed controlled, anxiety-filled and diffused? It was the Goddam sense of having a self.

Patterns are prostitution to the patter of parents.

There is something fundamentally wrong with the way we normally live our lives and we'd sort of like to find out what it is.

And it's his illusions about whatconstitutes the real world which are inhibiting him...His reality, his reason, his society ... These are what must be destroyed

Understand yourself, accept yourself, but do not be yourself.

Love is one of society's many socially accepted forms of madness.

Psychoanalysis seemed an expensive, slow working, unreliable tranquilizer. If LSD were really to do whatAlpert and Leary claimed for it, all psychiatrists would be out of a job overnight.

One desire, my friends, one: to kill yourself. You must desire this. You must feel that a voyage of discovery is more important than all the little trips which the normal consumer self wants to buy.

At the end when you reach the destination, you will realize all that matters was the journey.

Nothing is ever enough.

Try becoming a person people want to be with rather than conforming yourself to the false identity of what you conceive their ideal to be.

Sometimes people take it for granted that they had success, especially nowadays when you have instant stardom. A lot of people feel entitlement and nobody is entitled to anything.

Sweet treats are as much a part of our culture as they are our taste palettes, and it can sometimes seem as though sugary snacks are everywhere.

I don't look at me taking risks or if that's going to affect me politically.

As much land as a man tills, plants, improves, cultivated, and can use the product of, so much is his property. He by his labour does, as it were, enclose it from the common.

He stared at me with bitter understanding. We both knew there was no room in this for friendship. Nothing left but childhood history.

Very suddenly. Yes, quite suddenly, I didn't feel like I could handle my feeling of aloneness.

I pity the people who don't like to read, because then they spend their whole lives stuck in this one world and don't get to discover any others.