When you go for a walk, take seeds with you, poppies, rainbow chard, rocket. Plant them among the weeds in patches of wasteland. See what happens.

The terrible thing about the internet and Amazon is that they take the magic and happy chaos out of book shopping. The internet might give you what you want, but it won't give you what you need.

The art of living is the art of bringing dreams and reality together.

In a world where you are constantly asked to be 'committed,' it is liberating to give yourself the license to be a dilettante. Commit to nothing. Try everything.

There is nothing so perfect as pinball and a pint at 11 a.m.

My idea of childcare at festivals is to sit at a trestle table with an ale while the kids run around and make up their own games.

I count it as a certainty that in paradise, everyone naps.

When the going gets tough, the tough take a nap.

Pain will never leave us. Instead of putting energy into destroying pain, we need to put energy into creating pleasure.

Beauty, pleasure, freedom and plenty of sleep: these are the hallmarks of a successful idler's break. Travel should not be hard work.

Guilt is also a way for us to express to others that we are a person of good conscience.

Creationists eagerly seek a gap in present-day knowledge or understanding. If an apparent gap is found, it is assumed that God, by default, must fill it.

I have a lot of beliefs, and I live by none of them.

A terrorist can attack any time, any place using any technique and you can't defend everywhere against every technique at every moment.

We have an Army that hasn't been in this position since World War II, in terms of levels and in terms of readiness and in terms of everything else. We are not capable like we have to be.

The present moment holds the key to liberation. But you cannot find the present moment as long as you are your mind.

It feels like the city is telling secrets down here, privy only to those who think to listen.

The imagination demands that life be told slant because of its need of distance.

The first amp I had back in the '50s was a small Fender.

No emotion falls into dislike so readily as sorrow.

It is only in the lonely emergencies of life that our creed is tested: then routine maxims fail, and we fall back on our gods.