Somewhere along the line I knew there'd be girls, visions, everything; somewhere along the line the pearl would be handed to me.

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.

What is the essence of having a mind, but yet living through the opinions of others?

The cinema is a place of intrinsic indiscernibility between art and non-art.

Every kind of prayer, not intercessory prayer only, which is the highest kind of prayer, but all prayer, from the lowest kind to the highest, is impossible in a life of known and allowed sin.

Now I'm trying to work outside first person. I do plan to write more books.

It seems almost backwards to me that my music seems the more emotional outlet, and the art stuff seems more about ideas.

They bombed my granny's chippie, left it completely flat. I'll have her for that

In particular, I wanted to help build a team behind Boris Johnson so that a politician who argued for leaving the European Union could lead us to a better future.

We can both prevent asteroid impacts and address climate change. It's not either-or.

At different times in my life I met God from a different point of view.

Revery, which is thought in its nebulous state, borders closely upon the land of sleep, by which it is bounded as by a natural frontier.