Han Shan:  "Wide creek and mist-blurred grass, moss is slippery though there’s been no rain, pine sings but there’s no wind, who can leap the world’s ties and sit with me among white clouds?"

Henry David Thoreau:  "Be not simply good -- be good for something."

Louis-Ferdinand Céline:  "Know how to be wrong -- the world is full of people who are right.  That’s why it is so nauseating."

Ralph Waldo Emerson:  "I love the picturesque glitter of a summer morning’s landscape."

Woody Guthrie:  "I never heard my guitar ring so loud and so long and so clear as it did there in them high-polished marble halls.  Every note was ten times as loud, and so was my singing.  I filled myself full of free air and sung as loud as the building would stand.  I wanted the poodle dogs leading the ladies around to stick up their noses and wonder what in the hell had struck that joint.  People had walked hushed up and too nice and quiet through these tiled floors too long.  I decided that for this minute, for this one snap of their lives, they’d see a human walking through that place, not singing because he was hired and told what to sing, but just walking through there thinking about the world and singing abut it."

Henry Miller:  "Now and then I allow myself the luxury of thinking that one day I will chuck it all.  I will do nothing.  Just live."

Jack Kerouac:  "I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop.  This is the night, what it does to you.  I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion."

Henry Miller:  "There isn’t a thing in the world worth fighting for except peace of mind."

Julio Cortázar:  "To accept no other order than that of affinities, no other chronology than that of the heart, no other schedule than that of unplanned encounters, the true ones."

Arthur Rimbaud:  "I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; garlands from window to window;  golden chains from star to star and I dance."