Because in the end, you won't remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain
He had no place he could stay in without getting tired of it and because there was nowhere to go but everywhere, keep rolling under the stars.
One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.
The happiness consists in realizing that it is all a great strange dream.
I was surprised, as always, be how easy the act of leaving was, and how good it felt. The world was suddenly rich with possibility.
Don't use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry.
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.
My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.
Finding Nirvana is like locating silence.
I promise I shall never give up, and that I'll die yelling and laughing, and that until then I'll rush around this world I insist is holy and pull at everyone's lapel and make them confess to me and to all.
Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.
Offer them what they secretly want and they of course immediately become panic-stricken.
The closer you get to real matter, rock air fire and wood, boy, the more spiritual the world is.
Ah, life is a gate, a way, a path to Paradise anyway, why not live for fun and joy and love or some sort of girl by a fireside, why not go to your desire and LAUGH.
My aunt once said that the world would never find peace until men fell at their women's feet and asked for forgiveness.
I'm going to marry my novels and have little short stories for children.
If you own a rug you own too much.
On soft Spring nights I'll stand in the yard under the stars - Something good will come out of all things yet - And it will be golden and eternal just like that - There's no need to say another word.
As far as I'm concerned the only thing to do is sit in a room and get drunk
The only truth is music.
The best teacher is experience and not through someone's distorted point of view
The empty blue sky of space says 'All this comes back to me, then goes again, and comes back again, then goes again, and I don't care, it still belongs to me
It always makes me proud to love the world somehow- hate's so easy compared.
Ah, it was a fine night, a warm night, a wine-drinking night, a moony night, and a night to hug your girl and talk and spit and be heavengoing.
One man practicing kindness in the wilderness is worth all the temples this world pulls.
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