The real truth is splintered and spread throughout time.

Knowledge, or verbal facility, is no proof that you know what you're talking about.

One has, you know, a window of opportunity somewhere between zip and a hundred to solve, or understand, or penetrate, or appreciate, or come to terms with the conundrum of being, this amazing circumstance in which we find ourselves, both individually and collectively.

There's only the integrity of doing and having done.

What people notice about [when they are on] LSD is either what's right or wrong with themselves or how freaky the world is.

It's a product of the fractal laws that govern the world at an informational level. There is no deeper truth.

We can no longer have forbidden areas of the human mind, or cultural machinery. We have taken upon ourselves the acquisition of so much power that we now must understand what we are. We cannot travel much further with the definitions of man that we inherit from the Judeo-Christian tradition. We need to truly explore the problem of consciousness.