It's in the films and songs and all your magazines. It's everywhere that you may go, the devil's radio.

I wanted to be successful, not famous.

I guess that's the business of devotees - to make you think of God.

We don't belong here, but in the spiritual sky: As l'm fated for the material world, Get frustrated in the material world, Senses never gratified, Only swelling like a tide, That could drown me in the material world.

Stop thinking that if Britain or America or Russia or the West or whatever becomes superior, then we'll beat them, and then we'll all have a rest and live happily ever after. That doesn't work.

All things must pass, all things must pass away.

Be healthy, don't eat meat, keep away from those Night-Clubs and MEDITATE.