Curiosity, especially intellectual inquisitiveness, is what separates the truly alive from those who are merely going through the motions.

Sometimes one gets the feeling that life still thinks it's living in Paris in the '30s.

He who jokes in the executioners face can be destroyed, but never defeated.

My personal motto has always been: Joy in spite of everything. Not just [mindless] joy, but joy in spite of everything. Recognizing the inequities and the suffering and the corruption and all that but refusing to let it rain on my parade. And I advocate this to other people.

Some folks hide and some folks seek, and seeking when its mindless, neurotic, desperate, or pusillanimous, can be a form of hiding.

Intimacy is the principal source of the sugars which this life is sweetened!

Except in the areas of civil rights and medical marijuana, the legacy of the sixties counterculture has been largely superficial. Still, though the light has dimmed and gone underground, something in me would like to think the sixties phenomenon was a dress rehearsal for a grander, wider leap in consciousness yet to come.