“Obviously that can only work at moments. It can’t be a lasting thing.”

All games contain the idea of death.

There are images I need to complete my own reality.

We are content in the ‘given’ in sensation’s quest. We have been metamorphosised from a mad body dancing on hillsides to a pair of eyes staring in the dark.

Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.

Hatred is a very underestimated emotion.

Sex is full of lies. The body tries to tell the truth. But, it’s usually too battered with rules to be heard, and bound with pretenses so it can hardly move.

Each day is a drive through history.

Music inflames temperament.

There are no laws, there are no rules, just grab your friend and love him.

They fight anyone who tries to break those chains. It’s their security How can they expect me or anyone else to set them free if they don’t really want to be free?

No one here gets out alive.

Cinema returns us to anima, religion of matter, which gives each thing its special divinity and sees gods in all things and beings.

I think people resist freedom because they’re afraid of the unknown. But it’s ironic.

I like to let each thing happen – direct it a little consciously, maybe – but just kind of follow the vibrations I get in each particular circumstance.

Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them. That’s what real love amounts to – letting a person be what he really is.

Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.

This is the first step toward understanding the process of real, lasting change: simply knowing with certainty that you can do whatever you need to do.

No lasting gain has ever come from compulsion.

To know existence as this flow, empty of lasting pleasure, void of self, is to find that which is stable and free of suffering, to find true peace in the world.