-no girl had ever moved me with a story of spiritual suffering and so beautifully her soul showing out radiant as an angel wandering in hell and the hell the selfsame streets I'd roamed in watching, watching for someone just like her and never dreaming the darkness and the mystery and eventuality of our meeting in eternity.

I'm right there, swimming the river of hardships but I know how to swim.

Genius gives birth, talent delivers. What Rembrandt or Van Gogh saw in the night can never be seen again.

all day long wearing a hat that wasn't on my head

Everything is ecstasy inside. We just don't know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our true blissful essence of mind [it] is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever.

I was halfway across America, at the dividing line between the East of my youth and the West of my future.

I was surprised, as always, be how easy the act of leaving was, and how good it felt. The world was suddenly rich with possibility.