and the stars were icicles of mockery

I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.

I'd sleep and forget it; I had my own life, my own sad and ragged life forever.

Think what a great world revolution will take place when ... [there are] millions of guys all over the world with rucksacks on their backs tramping around the back country.

One night I realized that when you give people understanding and encouragement a funny little meek childish look abashes their eyes, no matter what they've been doing they weren't sure it was right - lambies all over the world.

Bee, why are you staring at me? I am not a flower??

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