I couldn't have invented crisps. ... I don't really want to be known as the man who invented crisps. ... I invented apples. ... I invented pandas, and caps. I invented soil.

People said, ‘You must be mad, or on drugs,’ which I found a bit disappointing. What about imagination? It reflects our time that people sooner assume you’re on drugs or mad, rather than free.

No means yes in grasshopper language.

Reality depresses me. I need to find fantasy worlds and escape in them.

It's impossible to be unhappy while wearing a poncho!

All my friends got dogs and cats for Christmas, and I got a starfish called Roy. I used to take him down to the park on a lead.

When I'm 70 I might be a man in a park just wandering around, speaking in tongues with kids throwing bread at me.

Never try and go on a solo mission on your own.

I've had a really weird day, some joker threw bamboo in the penguin enclosure. They all vaulted out. It was a nightmare, it took me all morning to get them back in.

I don't really like jokes in a way. I mean gags are fine but I like weird moments where what you have isn't really a joke, just tiny moments.

I've got it all in here ultra violets, flying saucers, strawberry bootlace come on get involved.

the illusion that power lies within the hands of the common man is more important than legitimate efficiency within the government.

Integration arises from intimacy with our emotions and our bodies, as well as with our thoughts.

I just worry about myself. I'm just gonna be me and do me. If people appreciate it, cool. If not, I'm gonna still be me.

I am deeply concerned with the diminution of the teaching strength of the country as a result of the disproportionately low salaries that are paid to teachers throughout the country.

If there is a soul, it is a mistake to believe that it is given to us fully created. It is created here, throughout a whole life. And living is nothing else but that long and painful bringing forth.

Physically my brain is in great shape. My motor functions are fine, but I think going through the whole ordeal... coming pretty close to death, may have affected my priorities.

A youth without fire is followed by an old age without experience.

These are characters in a fairy tale for grown-ups. Wouldn't it be lovely? Yes.

Angels are pure thoughts from God, winged with Truth and Love.

That feeling of freedom, open highways of possibilities, has kind of been lost to materialism and marketing.