Beware of those who seek constant crowds; they are nothing alone.

we drove on and on, past little villages and both good things and bad things were happening to the people in those villages too, but I still was nothing but arms and ears and eyes and maybe there'd be either some good luck for me or more death tomorrow.

I give you soul. I give you wisdom and light and music and a bit of laughter. Also, I am the world's greatest horseplayer.

The Difference Between Art and Life is that Art is More Bearable

The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even during the day with covers pulled up to my chin. It was good in there, nothing ever occurred in there, no people, nothing.

so it's always a process of letting go, one way or another

the grace is being able to like rock music, symphony music, jazz … anything that contains the original energy of joy.