While everybody else was going mad, we were actually the sanest people in the whole thing.

I don't wear small shoes, or tight pants that squash your balls.

A lot of people went underground with their spiritual life in the seventies, but they're out there in little nooks and crannies and in the countryside, people who look and dress straight, insurance salesmen types, but they're really meditators and chanters, closet devotees.

We'll keep on being re-born because for the law of action and reaction: "What-so-ever a man soweth, that shall he also reap;" you reap when you come back in your next birth, what you've sown in your previous incarnation, that's why I'm me and you're you and he's him and we are all whoever we are.

If God is unlimited, then He can appear in any form, whichever way He likes to appear.

No-one knows what I do in my private, spare time, so I don't see why anyone would assume I'm celibate or somehow turning into a Garboesque character.

I fell in love, not with anything or anybody in particular but with everything.