When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth.
I have no stress, because I am the best.
Escapism- that’s what I like. I’m not so crazy about the reality of everything.
If you did not write every day, the poisons would accumulate and you would begin to die, or act crazy or both-you must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.
If people aren’t calling you crazy, you aren’t thinking big enough.
Everything in excess! To enjoy the flavor of life, take big bites. Moderation is for monks.
There are no rules. Just follow your heart.
It surprises me how disinterested we are today about things like physics, space, the universe and philosophy of our existence, our purpose, our final destination. Its a crazy world out there. Be curious.
The thing about smart people is that they seem like crazy people to dumb people.
It’s a crazy world out there. Be curious.
I want to put a ding in the universe.
This is how magic is done. By hurling yourself into the abyss and discovering it’s a feather bed.
Live life fully while you’re here. Experience everything. Take care of yourself and your friends. Have fun, be crazy, be weird.
In order to develop normally, a child requires progressively more complex joint activity with one or more adults who have an irrational emotional relationship with the child. Somebody’s got to be crazy about that kid. That’s number one. First, last and always.
Every child needs at least one adult who is irrationally crazy about him or her.
That’s too coincidental to be a coincidence.
We get shy about saying things like I love you. Life is so short. It’s crazy, that we hesitate to express our true thoughts to each other.
Once I dreamed I was a butterfly, and now I no longer know whether I am Chuang Tzu, who dreamed I was a butterfly, or whether I am a butterfly dreaming that I am Chuang Tzu.
You can’t be old and wise, if you were never young and crazy.
If you aren’t taking me out, you’re gonna get taken out.