I mean, why on earth (outside sickness and hangovers) aren't people continually drunk? I want ecstasy of the mind all the time.

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.

The power of crowd sourcing always remains with the crowd, not the technological implementation.

The world has never favored the experimental life. It despises poets, fanatics, prophets and lovers.

Thinking in isolation and with pride ends in being an idiot.

The more one knows, the luckier he is, for knowledge is the greatest gift in life.

Never feel safe with the woman you love, for a woman's nature conceals more dangers than you think.

The length of your days does not belong to you.

I have been to Canada several times. It was autumn when I visited Vancouver and I will always remember the colour of the trees in British Columbia were stunning.

You white folks see UFOs in your dreams. You don't hear about Martians in Harlem.

You could not turn off love- even the rather absent, sometimes taken for granted love- the way you'd turn off a faucet. Love ran from the heart and the heart had it's own imperatives

No amount of facts in his head can compensate for the lack of fire on his lips.