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

The fact that everybody in the world dreams every night ties all mankind together.

The only truth is music.

It’s okay, girl, we’ll make it till the sun goes down forever. And until then what you got to lose but the losing? We’re fallen angels who didn’t believe that nothing means nothing.

Suppose we suddenly wake up and see that what we thought to be this and that, ain’t this and that at all?

The closer you get to real matter, rock air fire and wood, boy, the more spiritual the world is.

The happiness consists in realizing that it is all a great strange dream.

I’m right there, swimming the river of hardships but I know how to swim.

A sociable smile is nothing but a mouth full of teeth.

Be in love with your life, every detail of it.

All I wanted to do was sneak out into the night and disappear somewhere, and go and find out what everybody was doing all over the country.

If you tell a true story, you can’t be wrong.

My life is a vast inconsequential epic.

I was surprised, as always, be how easy the act of leaving was, and how good it felt. The world was suddenly rich with possibility.

Rest and be kind, you don’t have to prove anything

I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted.

I petted the dogs who didn’t argue with me ever. All dogs love God. They’re wiser than their masters.