Always stay in your own movie.

Plant a garden in which strange plants grow and mysteries bloom.

You can't really be strong until you see a funny side to things.

A sound of cornered-animal fear and hate and surrender and defiance . . . like the last sound the treed and shot and falling animal makes as the dogs get him, when he finally doesn't care about anything but himself and his dying.

No, my friend. We are lunatics from the hospital up the highway, psycho-ceramics, the cracked pots of mankind. Would you like me to decipher a Rorschach for you?

People don't want other people to get high, because if you get high, you might see the falsity of the fabric of the society we live in.

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.