In solitude$$$ the mind gains strength and learns to lean upon itself.

I began to sense that a big part of our problem is simple ignorance of what the oldest cultures have to teach.

Only food and water are more important than music and privacy$$$

On the road$$$ I learned that the media are not reality; reality is reality.

Perhaps the most revolutionary act for a woman will be a self-willed journey and to be welcomed when she comes home.

An ocean without unnamed monsters would be like sleep without dreams.

If you're in trouble or hurt or need$$$ go to poor people. They're the only ones that'll help — the only ones.

You got a God. Don't make no difference if you don' know what he looks like.

A sad soul can kill you quicker$$$ far quicker$$$ than a germ.

I guess there are never enough books.