Sin, guilt, neurosis; they are one and the same, the fruit of the tree of knowledge.

We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, only to discover what is already there.

Of course you don't die. Nobody dies. Death doesn't exist. You only reach a new level of vision, a new realm of consciousness, a new unknown world.

Whatever there be of progress in life comes not through adaptation but through daring.

Who wants to be a hundred? What's the point of it? A short life and a merry one is far better than a long one sustained by fear, caution, and perpetual medical surveillance.

When you come, please be so kind as to check your neuroses and psychoses at the gate... Fans and other obnoxious pests would do well to maintain silence.

I see America spreading disaster. I see America as a black curse upon the world. I see a long night settling in and that mushroom which has poisoned the world withering at the roots.