There is a blessedness surely to be believed, and that is that everything abides in eternal ecstasy, now and forever.

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 world is a giant zoo. The trouble is, not all of the animals are civilized.

Determined is a quiet inner resolve, focused on your purpose.

Peace, he'd said. And revolution. How could there be both?

No beer before 5 p.m., wait... did I just say that?

It is because they have no Oyarsa,' said one of the pupils. It is because everyone of them wants to be a little Oyarsa himself,' said Augray.

We debated long over the situation for it is a very difficult question and all of us recognize its difficulty.

I had a lot of vocal problems when I was younger. I don't know if it's down to leading a healthier lifestyle or what but my range has increased.

Numb is the new deep, done with the old me, and talk is the same cheap it's been.

To paint is always to start at the beginning again, yet being unable to avoid the familiar arguments about what you see yourself painting.

Needs there groan a world in anguish just to teach us sympathy?