Some's bastards, some's ain't. That's the score.

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.

Maybe that's why life is so precious. No rewind or fast forward...just patience and faith.

Was it magic? Of course it was.

Tolerence ought to be humanities community and knowledge should be an individuals goal.

and she's a nurse. do you know how hard nursing school is? it's like medical school. so she's obviously smart.

I once believed in causes, too. Had my pointless point of view. Life went on no matter who was wrong or right.

A good poet feels what his community feels. Like if you stub your toe, the rest of your body hurts.

A million dollars isn't what it used to be.

To drink is to warm the heart; without dispelling reason, it gives reason to life.

Women are the face of hunger. Hunger has a female face. It affects women disproportionately, and therefore it affects children as well, and it gets passed on inter-generationally, too.

As a songwriter, I was influenced by David Bowie - a great writer. A class above everybody in so many ways. Lennon and McCartney, of course. Class stuff. David Cousins was my favorite lyricist.