If Your Mind Is Truly, Profoundly Stuck,

The Bones And Flesh And Legal Statistics Are The Garments Worn By The Personality, Not The Other Way Around.

Unless You're Fond Of Hollering You Don't Make Great Conversations On A Running Cycle. Instead You Spend Your Time Being Aware Of Things And Meditating On Them. On Sights And Sounds, On The Mood Of The Weather And Things Remembered, On The Machine And The Countryside You're In, Thinking About Things At Great Leisure And Length Without Being Hurried And Without Feeling You're Losing Time.

Other People Can Talk About How To Expand The Destiny Of Mankind. I Just Want To Talk About How To Fix A Motorcycle. I Think That What I Have To Say Has More Lasting Value.

The Intelligence Of The Mind Can't Think Of Any Reason To Live, But It Goes On Anyway Because The Intelligence Of The Cells Can't Think Of Any Reason To Die.

Cliches And Stereotypes Such As "beatnik" Or "hippie" Have Been Invented For The Antitechnologists, The Antisystem People, And Will Continue To Be. But One Does Not Convert Individuals Into Mass People With The Simple Coining Of A Mass Term.