“There’s no place for impractical dreamers around here.”

If, after spending time with a person, you feel as though you’ve lost a quart of plasma, avoid that person in the future.

You can’t fake quality any more than you can fake a good meal.

The world is now a virus.

Paranoia is just having the right information.

I bear my burden proudly for all to see, to conquer prejudice and ignorance and hate with knowledge and sincerity and love. Whenever you are threatened by a hostile presence, you emit a thick cloud of love like an octopus squirts out ink.

There couldn’t be a society of people who didn’t dream. They’d be dead in two weeks.

There are no innocent bystanders.

I’m definitely antiscientist because I feel that science represents a conspiracy to impose as the real and only universe, the universe of scientists themselves – they’re reality-addicts, they’ve got to have things so real so they can get their hands on it.

What does the money machine eat? It eats youth, spontaneity, life, beauty, and, above all, it eats creativity. It eats quality and sh*ts quantity.

Once the law starts asking questions, there’s no stopping them.

I don’t have any politics. I feel that as soon as politics arises, things are already in a hopeless state of deterioration.

Silence is only frightening to people who are compulsively verbalizing.

In the magical universe there are no coincidences and there are no accidents. nothing happens unless someone wills it to happen.

I began to get a feeling familiar to me from my bartending days of being the only sane man in a nuthouse. It doesn’t make you feel superior but depressed and scared, because there is nobody you can contact.

Life is a vacation from two eternities, who wants to waste those precious years worrying about what happens when you get back to forever?

Every word is autobiographical, and every word is fiction.