I don't think there is any truth. There are only points of view.

It's never to late to do nothing at all.

There is nothing to be learned from history anymore. We're in science fiction now.

Democracy! Bah! When I hear that I reach for my feather boa!

I'm an old man now, and a lonesome man in Kansas / but not afraid / to speak my lonesomeness in a car, / because not only my lonesomeness / it's Ours, all over America, / O tender fellows --/ & spoken lonesomeness is Prophecy / in the moon 100 years ago or in / the middle of Kansas now.

I don’t think there’s any problem with advancing consciousness and becoming more and more aware of the struggle, not with the world, not to convince other people to do anything. The really interesting think is the struggle with the self, and the relation with the self, and there is no end to the improvement that can be done there, the discoveries that can be made.

who burned cigarette holes in their arms protesting the narcotic tobacco haze of Capitalism