“Since you can't expect the Kingdom of God to be on your feet or your arms, it would make sense to find it in your head. It's all in your mind.”

“… since you can't heal your own sick mind with your own sick mind, I needed to consult somebody else's sick mind.”

“If you can't control your peanut butter, you can't expect to control your life.”

“You can't expect to rule anyone with the memorised laws inside your head, but you must adapt your attitude according to the time in which you are currently living in.”

“It didn't matter whether he was nearby or far away. His image would drift up into your mind just when you least expected it, shocking you, making your chest pound. Making your heart ache.”

“The sorry truth is you can walk your feet to blisters, walk till kingdom-com, and you never will outpace your grief.”

“Feel your hair come tumbling down
Feel your feet start kissing the ground
Feel your arms are opening out
And see your eyes are lifted to God
With no words, with no song
I'm gonna dance the dream
And make the dream come true...”

“Intellectual truth alone will not make you free, though it is certainly a necessary preliminary. If this were the case your walls would fall away, since intellectually you understand their rather dubious nature. Since feeling is so often the cohesive with which mind builds, it is feeling itself which must be changed if you would find freedom from your particular plane of existence at your particular time.”

“All your life you had to stand in line
Still you’re standing on your feet.
All your choices made you change your mind
Now your calendar's complete.
Don't wait for answers
Just take your chances
Don't ask me why.”

“It's the same old theme
Since nineteen-sixteen
In your head, in your head, they are fighting
With their tanks, and their bombs
And their bombs, and their guns
In your head, in your head they are crying
In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
What's in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh”