Bein Crazy is the least of my worries.
Who can leap the world’s ties and sit with me among white clouds?
It was all completely serious, all completely hallucinated, all completely happy.
I’d rather hop freights around the country and cook my food out of tin cans over wood fires, than be rich and have a home or work.
And I will die, and you will die, and we all will die, and even the stars will fade out one after another in time.
And he had a nice home in Ohio with wife, daughter, Christmas tree, two cars, garage, lawn, lawnmower, but he couldn’t enjoy any of it because he really wasn’t free. It was sadly true.
The more ups and downs, the more joy I feel. The greater the fear, the greater the happiness I feel.
Is Virgin you trying to fathom me.
I wasn’t scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost.
We were on the roof of America and all we could do was yell.
I like it because its ugly.
The dream is already ended and we’re already awake in the golden eternity.
We all agree it’s too big to keep up with, that we’re surrounded by life, that we’ll never understand it, so we center it all in by swigging Scotch from the bottle and when it’s empty I run out of the car and buy another one, period.
We tiptoed around each other like heartbreaking new friends.
I was a man of the earth, precisely as I had dreamed I would be.
I was having a wonderful time and the whole world opened up before me because I had no dreams.
We agreed to love each other madly.
Your Buddhism has made you mean Ray and makes you even afraid to take your clothes off for a simple healthy orgy.
I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all.
The silence was an intense roar.