Some form of self-discipline is necessary to transmute material desires into spiritual aspirations.
Books, shmooks, this sickness has got me wishing if I can ever get out of this I'll gladly become a millworker and shut my big mouth.
I hope it is true that a man can die and yet not only live in others but give them life, and not only life, but that great consciousness of life.
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved.
Night is longer than day for those who dream & day is longer than night for those who make their dreams comes true.
I want to work in revelations, not just spin silly tales for money. I want to fish as deep down as possible into my own subconscious in the belief that once that far down, everyone will understand because they are the same that far down.
What does it mean that I am in this endless universe, thinking that I'm a man sitting under the stars on the terrace of the earth, but actually empty and awake throughout the emptiness and awakedness of everything? It means that I'm empty and awake, that I know I'm empty and awake, and that there's no difference between me and anything else.
I think it's important as a player every now and again to play something that's influenced you as an artist just to expose the people to it.
Trust is a good way to get oneself killed
Magic is not inherently anything. It is what you sell it as.
The future is a messy, motley business, little girl.