If you seek approval from others in this world, you will not know happiness.

Don't remind the world that it is sick and troubled. Remind it that it is beautiful and free.

No thought has any power. You have power. And when you identify and believe in the thought you give power to the thought.

At the end of the day, you can have something in your head, something in your hand, or something in your heart. What are you choosing?

All the ups and downs are grace in different wrappings, sent to refine consciousness. Say thanks to them all.

Who reminds you to breathe and to beat your heart? Something is there, taking care.

The greatest healing would be to wake up from what we are not.

You need nothing to be happy - you need something to be sad.

If you do not trust life to unfold, the mind takes over and it becomes a game of strategy, motivated by anxiety. This mistrust is unfair. Life has given us so much, and yet we do not trust it.

If I could give you only one advice, I would say: Don't identify with anything. Be completely empty - no one. Be no-body and see if you lose anything but delusion.

When you live guided by intuition rather than thought, your life dances like writing on water, fresh and untraceable.

I had very literal parents and I wanted to survive with metaphor and art, and there was a real sense of shame around it.

I never realised that to become a jockey you needed to be a horse first.

It was the dreamscape of the suburbs that interested me.

I feel I'm anonymous in my work. When I look at the pictures, I never see myself; they aren't self-portraits. Sometimes I disappear.

That's why I believe in Christianity because the Scriptures said: "The things that have been done in the dark will be known on the house tops."

Hope says to us constantly, "Go on, go on..."

Psychedelic drugs undoubtedly open the doors to the mind's panopticon, but what we see in the mental mirrors are mere distortions of reality, not reality itself.

I don't know one actor that became an actor for healthy reasons.

Dear future generations: Please accept our apologies. We were rolling drunk on petroleum.

It is the doom of men that they forget.