Lying mouth to mouth, kiss to kiss in the pillow dark, loin to loin in unbelievable surrendering sweetness so distant from all our mental fearful abstractions it makes you wonder why men have termed God antisexual somehow (p. 148)

Thinking of the stars night after night I begin to realize 'The stars are words' and all the innumerable worlds in the Milky Way are words, and so is this world too. And I realize that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it’s all in my mind.

This was really the way my whole road experience began, and the things that were to come are too fantastic not to tell.

We lay on our backs looking at the ceiling and wondering what God had wrought when he made life so sad and disinclined.

Eager for bread and love.

We agreed to love each other madly.

You are the equal of the idol who has given you your inspiration