Allen Ginsberg citations

“Follow your inner moonlight, don’t hide the madness.”

“I know too much and not enough”

“We're all golden sunflowers inside.”

“Not even the human
imagination satisfies
the endless emptiness of the soul.”

“Our heads are round so thought can change direction”

“Whoever controls the media, the
images, controls the culture.”

“The weight of the world is love.
Under the burden of solitude,
under the burden of dissatisfaction
the weight, the weight we carry is love.”

“Poetry is the one place where people can speak their original human mind. It is the outlet for people to say in public what is known in private.”

“I really believe, or want to believe, really I am nuts, otherwise I'll never be sane.”

“Concentrate on what you want to say to yourself and your friends. Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness. You say what you want to say when you don't care who's listening.”

“Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.”

“Democracy! Bah! When I hear that I reach for my feather boa!”

“If I had a soul I sold it
for pretty words
If I had a body I used
it up spurting my essence

Allen Ginsberg warns you
dont follow my path
to extinction”

“I don't do anything with my life except romanticize and decay with indecision.”

“Which way will the sunflower turn surrounded by millions of suns?”

“Another lover hits the universe. The circle is broken. But with death comes rebirth. And like all lovers and sad people, I am a poet.”

“I smoke marijuana every chance I get.”

“Everything is holy! everybody's holy! everywhere is holy! everyday is in eternity! Everyman's an angel!”

“We are great writers on the same dreadful typewriter”

“It isn't enough for your heart to break because everybody's heart is broken now.”

“Poets are damned… but see with the eyes of angels.”

“America I've given you all and now I'm nothing.”

“I never dreamed the sea so deep,
The earth so dark; so long my sleep,
I have become another child.
I wake to see the world go wild.”

“Everybody's serious but me.”

“I touch your book and dream of our odyssey in the supermarket and feel absurd.”

“My books piled up before me for my use waiting in space where I placed them, they haven't disappeared, time's left its remnants and qualities for me to use -- my words piled up, my texts, my manuscripts, my loves.”

“A naked lunch is natural to us
We eat reality sandwiches.
But allegories are so much lettuce.
Don't hide the madness.”

“What peaches and what penumbras! Whole families shopping at night! Aisles full of husbands! Wives in the avocados, babies in the tomatoes!--and you, Garcia Lorca, what were you doing down by the watermelons?”

“what sphinx of cement and aluminium bashed open their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination”