"What do you want out of life?" I asked, and I used to ask that all the time of girls. "I don't know," she said. "Just wait on tables and try to get along." She yawned. I put my hand over her mouth and told her not to yawn. I tried to tell her how excited I was about life and the things we could do together; saying that, and planning to leave Denver in two days. She turned away wearily. We lay on our backs, looking at the ceiling and wondering what God had wrought when He made life so sad.

I was having a wonderful time and the whole world opened up before me because I had no dreams.

There is universal substance which is divine substance because where else can it be?

LA is the loneliest and most brutal of American cities.

The silence is so intense that you can hear your own blood roar in your ears but louder than that by far is the mysterious roar which I alwas identify with the roaring of the diamond wisdom, the mysterious roar of silence itself, which is a great Shhhh reminding you of something you've seemed to have forgotten in the stress of your days since birth.

I'd rather be thin than famous but I'm fat paste that in your broadway show

I'd rather hop freights around the country and cook my food out of tin cans over wood fires, than be rich and have a home or work.