I really believe, or want to believe, really I am nuts, otherwise I'll never be sane.

So I had a choice between going to a jail or going to a bughouse like a nice young middle-class student. So I chose to go to a very polite mental hospital. When I left eight months later, they said, 'You were never psychotic. You were just an average neurotic.'

The fact to which we have got to cling, as to a lifebelt, is that it is possible to be a normal decent person and yet be fully alive.

Thank God I am not God! Thank God I am not God!

To get on screen with the Talking Asshole, quite a feat. And it's certainly going to be a cult film that people will be seeing.

Because systems of mass communication can communicate only officially acceptable levels of reality, no one can know the extent of the secret unconscious life. No one in America can know what will happen. No one is in real control.

Let go of the spirit of the departed, and continue the celebration of your own life.