“Slipping? We're bigger than Jesus.”

“…Christianity will go. It will vanish and shrink. I don't know what will go first, rock 'n' roll or Christianity. We're more popular than Jesus now. Jesus was all right, but his disciples were thick and ordinary. It's them twisting it that ruins it for me.”

“Jesus was all right, but his disciples were thick and ordinary. It's them twisting it that ruins it for me.”

“You know the way people begin to look like their dogs? Well, we're beginning to look like each other.”

“I believe in God, but not as one thing, not as an old man in the sky. I believe that what people call God is something in all of us. I believe that what Jesus and Mohammed and Buddha and all the rest said was right. It's just that the translations have gone wrong.”

“Produce your own dream. If you want to save Peru, go save Peru. It’s quite possible to do anything, but not if you put it on the leaders and the parking meters. Don’t expect Carter or Reagan or John Lennon or Yoko Ono or Bob Dylan or Jesus Christ to come and do it for you. You have to do it yourself.”

“Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,They slither wildly as they slip away across the universePools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind,Possessing and caressing me.Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes,They call me on and on across the universe,Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter boxThey tumble blindly as they make their wayAcross the universeSounds of laughter shades of love areRinging through my open ears inciting and inviting meLimitless undying love which shines around me like a Million suns, and calls me on and onAcross the universe”