Yeah," I said, "but you're an artist. You don't believe in decency and honesty and gratitude. Where shall we eat?

And he had a nice home in Ohio with wife, daughter, Christmas tree, two cars, garage, lawn, lawnmower, but he couldn't enjoy any of it because he really wasn't free. It was sadly true.

Suppose we suddenly wake up and see that what we thought to be this and that, ain't this and that at all?

Ah, life is a gate, a way, a path to Paradise anyway, why not live for fun and joy and love or some sort of girl by a fireside, why not go to your desire and LAUGH.

I don't wanta hear all your word descriptions of words words words you made up all winter, man I wanta be enlightened by actions.

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

Ah, if I could realize, if I could forget myself and devote my meditations to the freeing, the awakening and the blessedness of all living creatures everywhere I'd realize what there is, is ecstasy.