Thou hast the keys of Paradise, O just, subtle, and mighty opium!
Drugs Quotes
Now, like, I’m President. It would be pretty hard for some drug guy to come into the White House and start offering it up, you know? – I bet if they did, I hope I would say, ‘Hey, get lost. We don’t want any of that.’ (speaking to a group of students about drug abuse)
Drug misuse is not a disease, it is a decision, like the decision to step out in front of a moving car. You would call that not a disease but an error in judgment.
I don’t think we need to be subliminable (sic) about the differences between our views on prescription drugs.
I received a letter from a professor at Harvard, Timothy Leary, inviting me to participate in a mind-expansion program using something I’d never heard of – LSD. I was intrigued. If I hadn’t been in the middle of a hit play, I would have joined his experiment. I wanted to expand my mind.
Whatever became of Strange de Jim? Well, he found a substitute for cocaine: “You cover Q-tips with sandpaper and ram them up your nostrils as far as they will go. Then you sniff talcum powder while shredding hundred dollar bills.”
A man came up to me on the street and said I used to be messed up out of my mind on drugs but now I’m messed up out of my mind on Jeeesus Chriiist.
Marxism is a perfect example of the chimeras that fueled the sixties. And it was probably the most potent one. Albeit, much of this Marxism would have been unrecognizable to Marx. It was Marxism watered down, Marxism spiked with LSD and Marxism adulterated with mystical food coloring. But it was Marxism nonetheless because the wildest […]
I was sitting around a table with friends, smoking a joint, when we heard “Rubber Soul” for the very first time; and I’m smoking and I’m getting high and the album blew my mind because it was a whole album with all good stuff! It flipped me out so much, I said, “I’m gonna try […]
What I believed in the Sixties: Everything. You name it and I believed it. I believed love was all you need. I believed you should be here now. I believed drugs could make everyone a better person. I believed I could hitchhike to California with thirty-five cents and people would be glad to feed me. […]
