The little flowers grew everywhere around the rocks, and no one had asked them to grow, or me to grow.

One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.

After all, a homeless man has reason to cry, everything in the world is pointed against him.

And the Hippos were boiled in their tanks!

One man practicing kindness in the wilderness is worth all the temples this world pulls.

...do you think God made the world to amuse himself because he was bored? Because if so he would have to be mean.

Pain or love or danger makes you real again....

Aw I don't wanta go to no such thing, I just wanta drink in alleys.'...But you'll miss all that, just for some old wine.'There's wisdom in wine, goddam it!' I yelled. 'Have a shot!

The innumerable worlds in the Milky Way, words.

Look at that party the other night. Everybody wanted to have a good time and tried real hard but we all woke up the next day feeling sorta sad and separate.

At least I had frost on my nose, boots on my feet, and protest in my mouth.

Most books are so well written they barely have any effect on the reader’s senses

I think it's a comedian's job to make everything funny. Nothing is off-limits.

What is love except another name for the use of positive reinforcement? Or vice versa.

The thing is, the reader doesn't want to hear about bad times.

With creative people, truly new horizons open up.

If you pray for a thing, but have fear as you pray, that you may not receive it, or that your prayer will not be acted upon by Infinite Intelligence, your prayer will have been in vain.

Specialisation paralyses, ultra-specialisation kills. Palaeontology is littered with such catastrophes.

Show me a woman content with her figure and I'll show you a seven-year-old girl. Everybody else is engaged in the war against flab.

A real yogin...does not see the difference between a lump of dirt and a lump of gold