What do you want a clock for?” “To find out what time it is,” I said. “I think that’s the usual purpose.

Saturday morning was their unrestricted television time, and they usually took advantage of it to watch a series of cartoon shows that would certainly have been impossible before the discovery of LSD.

I stood up. It was all too much. I could not even meet my own expectations, and to be asked to deal with all theirs too was suffocating.

Of course it was a terrible thing, and the world would be a much better place without someone in it who could do that, but did that mean we had to miss lunch?

Life teaches us that human thought almost never walks hand in hand with logic, and it is usually counterproductive to raise the point.

I'm a very neat monster.

It’s like, everything really is two ways, the way we all pretend it is and the way it really is