If You Want To Make Order, Put

The Apparition Of An Evil, Sick Unconscious Wild City Rose Before Me In Visible Semblance, And About The Dead Buildings In The Barren Air, The Bodies Of The Soul That Built The Wonderland Shuffled And Stalked And Stalked And Lurched In Attitudes Of Immemorial Nightmare All Around.

You Are What You Think About All Day.

An Unnoticed Corner Of The World Suddenly Becomes Noticed, And When You Notice Something Clearly And See It Vividly, It Becomes Sacred. (on Robert Frank's Photography)

There Is Nothing To Be Learned From History Anymore. We're In Science Fiction Now.

I Don’t Think There’s Any Problem With Advancing Consciousness And Becoming More And More Aware Of The Struggle, Not With The World, Not To Convince Other People To Do Anything. The Really Interesting Think Is The Struggle With The Self, And The Relation With The Self, And There Is No End To The Improvement That Can Be Done There, The Discoveries That Can Be Made.