“I never knew where I was going, but I ripped the tits off of everything that got in my way. By the time they figured me out, it was too late.”

In a world as weird and cruel as this one we have made for ourselves, I figure anybody who can find peace and personal happiness without ripping off somebody else deserves to be left alone.

All political power comes from the barrel of either guns, pussy, or opium pipes, and people seem to like it that way.

The mind of America is seized by a fatal dry rot – and it’s only a question of time before all that the mind controls will run amuck in a frenzy of stupid, impotent fear.

These things happen. One day you run everything, and the next day you run like a dog.

Hope rises and dreams flicker and die. Love plans for tomorrow and loneliness thinks of yesterday. Life is beautiful and living is pain.

Walk tall, kick ass, learn to speak Arabic, love music and never forget you come from a long line of truth seekers, lovers and warriors.

Some may never live, but the crazy never die.

There’s a terrible danger in voting for the lesser of two evils because the parties can set it up that way.

I knew a Buddhist once, and I’ve hated myself ever since.

It is not necessary to accept the choices handed down to you by life as you know it.

I need beaches, and blackness, and moonlit nakedness.

Anything that gets your blood racing is probably worth doing.

I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they’ve always worked for me.

Don’t judge your taco by its price.

A man who procrastinates in his choosing will inevitably have his choice made for him by circumstance.

It’s in my interest, in ours perhaps, or maybe the interests of the greater good, for me to smoke a joint, and calm down.

None of us got where we are solely by pulling ourselves up by our bootstraps.

I don’t know where I’m going, All I know is where I cannot stay.

For although God is right with us and in us and out of us and all through us, we have to go on journeys to find him.

I believe that all roads lead to the same place – and that is wherever all roads lead to.

Dream big don’t let anybody or anything break your wishbone. Stay strong, full of faith, and courageous. Keep that backbone straight. And along the way, don’t forget to laugh and enjoy the journey.

None of us got where we are solely by pulling ourselves up by our bootstraps. We got here because somebody – a parent, a teacher, an Ivy League crony or a few nuns – bent down and helped us pick up our boots.

Destiny is that which we are drawn towards and fate is that which we run into.

Meditation is the journey from sound to silence, from movement to stillness, from a limited identity to unlimited space.