Our own physical body possesses a wisdom which we who inhabit the body lack. We give it orders which make no sense.

What I want is to open up. I want to know what's inside me. I want everybody to open up. I'm like an imbecile with a can opener in his hand, wondering where to begin-- to open up the earth. I know that underneath the mess everything is marvelous. I'm sure of it.

The Teutons have been singing the swan song ever since they entered the ranks of history. They have always confounded truth with death.

The only law which is really lived up to wholeheartedly and with a vengeance is the law of conformity.

Words are loneliness.

Without a Coca-Cola life is unthinkable.

Tomorrow you may bring about the destruction of your world. Tomorrow you may sing in Paradise above the smoking ruins of your world-cities. But tonight I would like to think of one man, a lone individual, a man without name or country, a man whom I respect because he has absolutely nothing in common with you - MYSELF. Tonight I shall meditate upon that which I am.