There is no afterlife for wilted flowers like me.

Strict parents create sneaky kids.

The weekends are too short for sleep!

Sleep is the only thing I stay awake for.

There's always hope. And oceans. Hope and oceans.

Not all beaches are fun and sunscreen.

This jeweled coast does not shine for its gems are coated with grit.

How many of you were born in Oklahoma? Yeah, never raise your hand to a question like that again. We’re the mecca of beer-drinkin’ rednecks.

There aren't nearly enough worldly mansions for the kind folks who deserve them.

The one who wins the argument is usually the one who acts less like Christ.

Cesare persuaded King Louis to lend him an entire army to defeat me. I'm flattered.

Anybody who grew up with the space program is a fan of science fiction.

Your hate will be your bitter end.

I like the 'Cirque du Freak' books - 'Tunnel of Blood' by Darren Shan. They're set in England. It's about vampires.

The game is not set. There are so many layers that it is being perceived on. As your own consciousness becomes more refined, the game changes.

Let me insist and emphasise it because I would like all of my sannyasins to be creative in some way. To me, creativity is of tremendous import. An uncreative person is not a religious person at all.

A narcissism shared by two.

Faith is blind...to impossibilities and deaf to doubt. It listens only to God.

Funny how it kept hitting me, like each new thing was a surprise. When was I going to stop being surprised?