Let nature do the freezing and frightening and isolating in this world. let men work and love and fight it off.

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.

Whatever you believe is true is true even if it is not true

For what blessing may a man hope for butAn immortality inThe loving vigilance of death.

She gave me a smile I could feel in my hip pocket.

The future of the world depends on the full restoration of the Sacred Feminine in all its tenderness, passion, divine ferocity, and surrendered persistence.

You have to be better than your problems.

Consciousness is a singular for which there is no plural.

The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply that they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.

I loved my friend He went away from me There's nothing more to say The poem ends, Soft as it began- I loved my friend.

It's not the troubles we run into, it's what we do about them which determines their net effect upon our lives ... by the very act of trying, our spirit is making progress.

Well I got a bad liver and broken heart, yeah,I drunk me a river since you tore me apart