When Shakespeare was writing, he wasn't writing for stuff to lie on the page; it was supposed to get up and move around.

He was in his chair in the corner, resting a second before he came out for the next round -- in a long line of next rounds. The thing he was fighting, you couldn't whip it for good. All you could do was keep on whipping it, till you couldn't come out anymore and somebody else had to take your place.

When you're around the whole Dead scene, they're there as a tribal thing; they're there as part of a rendezvous and a pow-wow.

But it's the truth even if it didn't happen.

It's time to move on to the next step in the psychedelic revolution. We've reached a certain point, but we're not moving any more.

I'd rather be a lightning rod than a seismograph.

There are going to be times when we can't wait for somebody. Now, you're either on the bus or off the bus. If you're on the bus, and you get left behind, then you'll find it again. If you're off the bus in the first place — then it won't make a damn.