We have two American flags always: one for the rich and one for the poor. When the rich fly it means that things are under control; when the poor fly it means danger, revolution, anarchy.

I made up my mind that I would hold onto nothing, that I would expect nothing.

For the moment I can think of nothing— except that I am a sentient being stabbed by the miracle of these waters that reflect a forgotten world.

Why change the world? Change worlds!

We live in the mind, in ideas, in fragments. We no longer drink in the wild outer music of the streets - we remember only.

Even if it doesn't work, there is something healthy and invigorating about direct action

To walk in money through the night crowd, protected by money, lulled by money, dulled by money, the crowd itself a money, the breath money, no least single object anywhere that is not money. Money, money everywhere and still not enough! And then no money, or a little money, or less money, or more money but money always money. and if you have money, or you don't have money, it is the money that counts, and money makes money, but what makes money make money?