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.

If you own a rug you own too much.

My witness is the empty sky.

He had no place he could stay in without getting tired of it and because there was nowhere to go but everywhere, keep rolling under the stars.

Go moan for man. It's the pathos of people that gets us down, all the lovers in this dream.

cliches are truisms and all truisms are true

Sweet life continues in the breeze, in the golden fields.