Everything's a business. Love, truth, beauty. Conversation is a business. Spirituality is not a business, so it's going to go against the grain of people who are trying to exploit other people.

And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’ But I’ll know my song well before I start singin

With your silhouette when the sunlight dims Into your eyes where the moonlight swims, And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns, Who among them would try to impress you? -Bob Dylan, "Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands” (1966)

Hold it, Doc, a world war passed through my brain. He said, Nurse, get your pad, this boy's insane.

Bent out of shape from society's pliers, cares not to come up any higher, but rather get you down in the hole that he's in.

Art is a never-ending dance of illusions.

Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through.