I began to get a feeling (...) of being the only sane man in a nut house. It doesn't make you feel superior but depressed and scared, because there is nobody you can contact.

When I say madness I mean what I see in a nut house: beat, resigned, dim, diffuse, nowhere people. No fire no intensity no life. There is madness & madness if you want to stretch the word.

All over America, people were pulling credentials out of their pockets and sticking them under someone else's nose to prove they had been somewhere or done something. And I thought someday everyone in America will suddenly jump up and say, 'I don't take any shit!' and start pushing and cursing and clawing at the man next to him.

Once insanity becomes defined, it becomes sane.

All the filth and horror, fear, hate disease and death of human history flows between you and the Western Lands.

Whoever's calm and sensible is insane!