It is not easy to measure the ocean, but we can be measured by it, confront it, and be in it.

I think the world is growing more psychedelic every day. I'm completely hopeful. . . . This is how it should be. This is what it's like when a species prepares to depart for hyperspace.

What I think is going on is that probably language was entertainment long before it was meaning. It's a kind of tuneless singing.

We need a metaphor that can contain the daemon of the future that we have conjured into being.

Time will perfect matter.

We now know enough to fantasize realistically about what the alien would be like, and I think that this then sets up polarities in the collective psyche that previously we have only seen at the level of the individual.

If you don't have a plan, you become part of somebody else's plan.