The secret of being a top-notch con man is being able to know what the mark wants, and how to make him think he's getting it.

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.

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.

High high in the hills , high in a pine tree bed. She's tracing the wind with that old hand, counting the clouds with that old chant, Three geese in a flock one flew east one flew west one flew over the cuckoo's nest

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.

I sometimes have these spells of compulsive truth. But as Lady Macbeth would say, "The fit is momentary."

Take what you can use and let the rest go by.