Persons who have been homeless carry within them a certain philosophy of life which makes them apprehensive about ownership.

I collect human relationships very much the way others collect fine art.

Life is a state of mind.

It seems that what I really want is a drug that will increase my consciousness of others, not myself.

Going around under an umbrella interferes with one's looking up at the sky.

All my father saw was what he wanted to see.

The popular culture says . . . Do what you do, your life is predestined, like the installment plan on your house. There's not much you can do about it. Make your payments, live it, get sick, die, don't make any trouble. It is the Master Charge of destiny. Try to get your high credit rating.