“I didn’t know what to say. I felt like crying, Goddammit everybody in the world wants an explanation for your acts and for your very being.”

On soft Spring nights I’ll stand in the yard under the stars – Something good will come out of all things yet – And it will be golden and eternal just like that – There’s no need to say another word.

Some of my most neurotically fierce bitterness is the result of realizing how untrue people have become.

Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.

Better to sleep in an uncomfortable bed free, than sleep in a comfortable bed unfree.

You aren’t ever going to be anything in this world unless you do what you want to do, when you want to do it–don’t plan anything, just go out and do it.

You’d be surprised how little I knew even up to yesterday

Finding Nirvana is like locating silence.

I promise I shall never give up, and that I’ll die yelling and laughing, and that until then I’ll rush around this world I insist is holy and pull at everyone’s lapel and make them confess to me and to all.

Don’t drink to get drunk. Drink to enjoy life.

All of life is a foreign country.

The silence was an intense roar.

This is the story of America. Everybody’s doing what they think they’re supposed to do.

But, outside of being a sweet little girl, she was awfully dumb and capable of doing horrible things.

The best teacher is experience and not through someone’s distorted point of view.

My aunt once said that the world would never find peace until men fell at their women’s feet and asked for forgiveness.

It’s good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.

Boast is always a cry of despair, except in the young it is a cry of hope.

We live in a world that is crying out for better leadership.

Sometimes our behavior with each other is no different from the cry of an unattended baby.

Laughing and crying are really similar – what happens to your body. It’s a very similar process in your diaphragm. Like a musician, you have to do your scales once in a while and warm up your voice.

Paloma you cry out, you beg for connection The dreams you seek are straight ahead in every direction

It is women who love horror. Gloat over it. Feed on it. Are nourished by it. Shudder and cling and cry out-and come back for more.

It was very much a cry for democratic control at that time. Above all, breaking the accomplished power of a few people to rule the lives of everybody else.

You shouldn’t be worried when people call, communicate, yell, argue, or cry for you. You should be worried when everyone is silent.