Illusions are crucial to the maintenance of life functions.

The trouble with going crazy is that you have to go around making it up to everyone afterwards. It seems they should be making something up to you.

The moon develops the imagination, as chemicals develop photographic images.

Sundays are terrible because it is clear that there is no one in charge of the world. And this knowledge leave you drifting around, grappling with unfulfilled expectations and vague yearnings.

You can always trust information given you by people who are crazy; they have an access to truth not available through regular channels.

If you have enough fantasies, you're ready, in the event that something happens.

Californians are good at planning for the earthquake, while simultaneously denying it will happen.