No man should go through life without once experiencing healthy, even bored solitude in the wilderness, finding himself depending solely on himself and thereby learning his true and hidden strength

There's wisdom in wine.

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

Go moan for man. It's the pathos of people that gets us down, all the lovers in this dream.

Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don't be sorry.

How I wished I'd have had a camera of my own, a mad mental camera that could register pictorial shots, of the photographic artist himself prowling about for his ultimate shot - an epic in itself. (On the road with Robert Frank, 1958)

Between incomprehensible and incoherent sits the madhouse. I am not in the madhouse.