“The Grateful Dead plays at religious services essentially.”

We are experiencing a real confusion here in the United States, you know. Why is it OK to drink, but it’s not OK to take drugs?

The pursuit of happiness is an overview kind of thing. It’s not in the Bill of Rights.

If you go into a complete, like a cyberspace model of some type, in which… you know the discussion about the mind and the interaction between the mind and the universe as a holographic phenomenon.

For me, the lame part of the Sixties was the political part, the social part. The real part was the spiritual part.

We would all like to be able to live an uncluttered life, a simple life, a good life.

I think that America is in danger of losing its adventurous spirit in the cause of some kind of illusion of safety, or substitute of law and order there.

Nobody stopped thinking about those psychedelic experiences. Once you’ve been to some of those places, you think, ‘How can I get back there again but make it a little easier on myself?’

Nobody wants to get hurt. Nobody wants to hurt anybody. We would all like to be able to live an uncluttered life.

You listen to a politician making a speech, and it is like hearing nothing. Whereas, music is unmistakably music.

The implications, to me, are immense. I mean, how far can it go?

Whistle through your teeth and spit cuz, it’s Alright

It doesn’t matter what their music is, you can find something that you can play together, with what their culture is.

Live life expecting the worst, hoping for the best, and living for the future!

We’re not thinking about any kind of power. We’re not thinking about any kind of struggles. We’re not thinking about revolution or war or any of that. That’s not what we want.

I Don’t Think There’s A Good Excuse For Being Unhappy. I’m Not Particularly Unhappy, But I Know What Pain Is. I think That Life Is Characterized By Pain.

I equate Deadheads to people that like black licorice. There aren’t many people that like black licorice, but the ones that do, REALLY REALLY like it! Or buttermilk, or whatever.