I was suddenly left with nothing in my hands but a handful of crazy stars.

Remove literary, grammatical and syntactical inhibition.

but that's alright because now everything'll be alright & we'll soothe the forever boys & girls & before we're thru we'll find a name for this Goddam Golden Eternity & tell a story too

My aunt once said that the world would never find peace until men fell at their women's feet and asked for forgiveness.

Man lowers his head and lunges into civilization, forgetting the days of his infancy when he sought truth in a snowflake or a stick. Man forgets the wisdom of the child.

Writing at least is a silent meditation even though you’re going a hundred miles an hour.

Because the only people for me are the mad ones.