Be crazy dumbsaint of the mind.

When you've understood this scripture, throw it away. If you can't understand this scripture, throw it away. I insist on your freedom.

Pain or love or danger makes you real again.

I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted.

It made me think that everything was about to arrive - the moment when you know all and everything is decided forever.

Anybody doesn't like these pitchers don't like potry, see? Anybody don't like potry go home see television shots of big hatted cowboys being tolerated by kind horses. Robert Frank, Swiss, unobtrusive, nice, with that little camera that he raises and snaps with one hand he sucked a sad poem right out of America onto film, taking rank among the poets of the world. To Robert Frank I now give this message: You got eyes.

Some's bastards, some's ain't. That's the score.