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.