Mushrooms grow on cow turds. I love that. I think that's why you giggle the first hour.

Just a simple choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love instead see all of us as one. Here's what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money we spend on weapons and defenses each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would pay for many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace.

It's all about money, not freedom. If you think you're free, try going somewhere without money, okay?

I get a kick out of being an outsider constantly. It allows me to be creative.

What before seemed a...frustrating wall, the comic deftly and fearlessly steps through, proving the absurdity of it all.

Your denial is beneath you, and thanks to the use of hallucinogenic drugs, I see through you.

When two or more people agree on an issue, I form on the other side.