I worry about kids today - because of the sexual revolution, they're going to grow up and never know what "dirty" means.

Suddenly I burst into song: 'Awe, sweet mystery of life, at last I found thee...' And I felt so good inside and my heart felt so full, I decided I would set time aside each day to do awe-robics. Because at the moment you are most in awe of all there is about life that you don't understand, you are closer to understanding it all than at any other time.

If you have a dog or a cat, you know how developed they can be. How sensitive, how aware. They suffer. We all do.

I can handle reality in small doses, but as a lifestyle, it's much too confining.

If you read a lot of books you are considered well read. But if you watch a lot of TV, you're not considered well viewed.

I always wanted to be somebody, but now I realize I should have been more specific.

My space chums think my unique hookup with humanity could be evolution's awkward attempt to jump-start itself up again. They're thinking just maybe, going crazy could be the evolutionary process trying to hurry up mind expansion. Maybe my mind didn't snap. Maybe it was just trying to stretch itself into a new shape. The cerebral cortex trying to grow a thumb of sorts.