…we’re all beautiful golden sunflowers inside, we’re all blessed by our own seed & golden hairy naked accomplishment (Sunflower Sutra)

I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?

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

Everything is holy! everybody's holy! everywhere is holy! everyday is in eternity! Everyman's an angel!

First thought, best thought.

I've got enough money to live where I want, but I don't want to move.Go out and have sexual adventures in Burma.

We are great writers on the same dreadful typewriter