“Bob Riley, a kind soul who “treads lightly in this world,” is in the 22nd year of a federal life without parole LSD sentence.”

Pure and undimmed, thy angel smile Is mirrored on my dreams, Like evening’s sunset-girded isle Upon her shadowed streams: And o’er my thoughts thy vision floats, Like melody of spring-bird, notes; When the blue halcyon gently laves His plumage in the flashing waves.

There are in life real evils enough, and it is folly to afflict ourselves with imaginary ones; it is time enough when the real ones arrive.

The art of getting riches consists very much in thrift. All men are not equally qualified for getting money, but it is in the power of every one alike to practice this virtue.

The mountain rill Seeks with no surer flow the far bright sea, Than my unchang’d affections flow to thee.

Unless we put medical freedom into the constitution the time will come when medicine will organize into an undercover dictatorship and force people who wish doctors and treatment of their own choice to submit to only what the dictating outfit offers.

Man and woman have each of them qualities and tempers in which the other is deficient, and which in union contribute to the common felicity.

If we don’t hang together, by Heavens we shall hang separately

The best doctors give the least medicines

When possums were introduced in 1837 to start a fur industry, no one predicted that these Australian neighbours would naturalize with destructive enthusiasm, wreaking havoc on gardens and bush alike.

As a songwriter, I don’t rush. I may sit on lyrics for two years before the music hits.

I start songs all the time. If I weren’t so lazy, I would finish them. It’s like when I have a deadline I have to.

However, if you listen to me I think you can hear years of abuse in my voice – both bad abuse and good abuse.

I have never had a NY resolution. While you wait each year to make a resolution you never commit to, I get it done everyday.

Three years ago, the white hope of the theatre. Today, a mug. That’s New York for you. Puts you on a Christmas tree, and then – the alley.

I do have many of the same friends I grew up with. Most I’ve known since we were three or four years old! I have made new friends as well.

Omni is not a science magazine. It is a magazine about the future…Omni was sui generis. Although there were plenty of science magazines over the years…Omni was the first magazine to slant all its pieces toward the future. It was fun to read and gorgeous to look at.