There was nothin to set a man's mind at ease like wakin up in the morning and not havin to decide who you were.

I ain't got an original thought in my head. If it ain't got the scent of divinity to it, I ain't interested in it

Acts have their being in the witness. Without him who can speak of it? In the end one could even say that the act is nothing, the witness all.

Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.

The notion that the species can be improved in some way, that everyone could live in harmony, is a really dangerous idea. Those who are afflicted with this notion are the first ones to give up their souls, their freedom. Your desire that it be that way will enslave you and make your life vacuous.

The truth may often be carried about by those who themselves remain all unaware of it. They bear that which has weight and substance and yet for them has no name whereby it may be evoked or called forth. They go about ignorant of the true nature of their condition, such are the wiles of truth and such its stratagems.

You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget.