Everything is perfect on the street again, the world is permeated with roses of happiness all the time, but none of us know it. The happiness consist….

Thinking of the stars night after night I begin to realize 'The stars are words' and all the innumerable worlds in the Milky Way are words, and so is….

I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was - I was ….

As we crossed the Colorado-Utah border I saw God in the sky in the form of huge gold sunburning clouds above the desert that seemed to point a finger….

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 de….

One fast move or I'm gone,' I realize, gone the way of the last three years of drunken hopelessness which is a physical and spiritual and metaphysica….

In our true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever...listen to the silence inside the illusion ….

And this is the way a novel gets written, in ignorance, fear, sorrow, madness, and a kind of psychotic happiness as an incubator for the wonders bein….

I was suddenly left with nothing in my hands but a handful of crazy stars..

When you've understood this scripture, throw it away. If you can't understand this scripture, throw it away. I insist on your freedom..

Contrary to the general belief about photography, you don't need bright sunlight: the best moodiest pictures are taken in the dim light of almost dus….

The dream is already ended and we're already awake in the golden eternity..

I felt free and therefore I was free..

Believe in the holy contour of life..

Because I cannot write my native language and have no native home anymore, and am amazed by that horrible homelessness of all French-Canadian s abroa….

I petted the dogs who didn't argue with me ever. All dogs love God. They're wiser than their masters..

I suddenly discovered the delight of rebellion..

The Four Inevitabilities: 1. Musty Books. 2. Uninteresting Nature. 3. Dull Existence. 4. Blank Nirvana, buy that boy..

The yard was full of tomato plants about to ripen, and mint, mint, everything smelling of mint, and one fine old tree that I loved to sit under on th….

fear life but don't die, your alone, everybody's alone, oh Cody Pomeray you can't win you can't lose all is ephemeral all is hurt.

The unspeakable visions of the individual..