I just really love people a lot. I really love them.

Critics don't really affect the fact that we live in this paradise and what the meaning of that [is]. And what luck to have this!

People tend to think that life really does progress for everyone eventually, that people progress, but actually only some people progress. The rest of the people don't.

There is always a moment in any kind of struggle when one feels in full bloom. Vivid. Alive. One might be blown to bits in such a moment and still be at peace.

I'm the most stubborn person I know.

Odinary people don't have a feeling of being loved by the people who manage to get into positions of leadership. They get in there, they make a lot of money, and then they play games with us.

Eventually I knew what hair wanted; it wanted to be itself ... to be left alone by anyone, including me, who did not love it as it was.