Reality is just a matter of perception.

As the daydreams grew longer, the distinction between what was real and what was imaginary grew less. Soon I existed in a blissful world of my own creation.

There’s merit in being different, inspiration in being individual, courage in being unique, and freedom in being yourself.

Reality is in the ether, a blend of present-day experiences infused with one’s memories and dreams. A life that is real to one is surreal to another.

Individuality and creativity are slowly dampened by a normal job with normal people.

The greatest moments of creativity come in absolute solitude, when one’s mind is free from distraction and able to probe the depths of the impossible.

Doing nothing can be as rewarding as doing something. And doing very little can be as productive, in a creative sense, as doing a lot.

Time is not something to be killed. Doing so suffocates a part of us, writing off part of our life that could, or rather should, be spent doing something meaningful.

I keep on dreaming, but to find freedom, one must first search inwards.

Time alone helps us to remember who we are.

My tent doesn’t look like much but, as an estate agent might say, “It is air-conditioned and has exceptional location.

They find me odd, and whisper behind hands…And my brutal desires sink hooks into their lips…

I have no advice for anyone on how to live.

Deliver me from your cold phlegmatic preachers, politicians, friends, lovers and husbands.

When I'm not working, my time is really about my children.

In some cases, in order to protect global issues some sacrifice for national interest is worth it in the long run. Global warming, these things, they suffer everybody.

The vast silence of Buddha overtakes and overrules the oncoming roar of tragic life that fills alleys and avenues; it blocks the way of pedicabs, police, convoys.

Misquotations are the only quotations that are never misquoted.

The bureaucracy is expanding to meet the needs of the expanding bureaucracy.

It's hilarious, because my guitar has what's known as a tremolo bar or a whammy bar. And the whammy bar is probably the most alien thing on my guitar that could possibly relate to a classical guitar.

It does not follow that the meaning must be given from above; that life and suffering must come neatly labeled; that nothing is worth while if the world is not governed by a purpose.