When you get an idea and you fall in love with it there's not a whole lot of choice. You're going down a street and you meet this girl and you know it doesn't have to make any sense. Bingo! You're in love.

These growth hormones, where can I get a bunch of them? Is there some way that, with electricity, you could stimulate your own growth hormones? Plug yourself in for five minutes, there'd be a little jolt, but you'd get used to it. It wouldn't be bad at all; in fact, you'd get to enjoy it, probably. Then away you'd go, and youth wouldn't be wasted on the young anymore. You'd be 25, with a 95-year-old mind. Granddad would start breaking into liquor stores and staying out late. Hope we have it soon!

Life is filled with abstractions, and the only way to make heads or tails of it is going through intuition.

We're like lightbulbs. If bliss starts growing inside you, it's like a light; it affects the environment.

Float with me in the world of ether.

If you keep your eye on the doughnut and do your work, that's all you can control. You can't control any of what's out there, outside yourself.

I think true love is not only true personal love but totality of love, universal love - to be in love with everything manifest and everything unmanifest.