Get stoned and abandon all constructive activity.

We are dealing with the best-educated generation in history. But they've got a brain dressed up with nowhere to go.

I declare that The Beatles are mutants. Prototypes of evolutionary agents sent by God, endowed with a mysterious power to create a new human species, a young race of laughing freemen.

We seem to inhabit a universe made up of a small number of elements-particles-bits that swirl in chaotic clouds, occasionally clustering together in geometrically logical temporary configurations.

I am 100 percent in favor of the intelligent use of drugs, and 1,000 percent against the thoughtless use of them, whether caffeine or LSD. And drugs are not central to my life.

Living, dying, and thinking... they're all team sports.

Learning how to operate a soul figures to take time.