The numinous depth of the mystery that seems to have called us out of the animal mind is completely impenetrable to modern analysis.

What we call imagination is actually the universal library of what's real. You couldn’t imagine it if it weren’t real somewhere, sometime.

I think it's the sheer power of the hallucinogens that puts people off. You either love them or you hate them, and that's because they dissolve world views. And if you like the experience of having your entire ontological structure disappear out from under you, if you think that's a thrill, you'll probably love psychedelics.

There is a spiritual obligation, there is a task to be done. It is not, however, something as simple as following a set of somebody else's rules

You put two egos together and you've either got a conflict, which is always interesting, or better yet, a love affair.

The bigger you build the bonfire, the more darkness is revealed.

Because this is the world that science built, with the henchmen of capitalism and Christianity.