Mind is shapely, Art is shapely. — Allen Ginsberg

Poetry is the one place where people can speak their original human mind. It is the outlet for people to say in public what is known in private. — Allen Ginsberg

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving… — Allen Ginsberg

America I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing… I can’t stand my own mind. America when will we end the human war? Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb. — Allen Ginsberg

Ordinary mind includes eternal perceptions. Notice what you notice. Observe what’s vivid. Catch yourself thinking. Vividness is self–selecting. And remember the future. — Allen Ginsberg

I saw the best minds of my generation who threw their watches off the roof to cast their ballot for Eternity outside of Time, & alarm clocks fell on their heads every day for the next decade. — Allen Ginsberg

Bob Dylan’s one of the greatest blues singers of the western world; ancient art, on–the–spot improvisation, mind quickness, endless variation, classical formulae, prophetic vision, mighty wind–horse. — Allen Ginsberg

When you notice something clearly and see it vividly, it then becomes sacred. — Allen Ginsberg

A poem is like a radio that can broadcast continuously for thousands of years. — Allen Ginsberg

First thoughts are the strongest. — Allen Ginsberg

The real America that Whitman proclaimed and Thoreau decoded. — Allen Ginsberg

America I used to be a communist when I was a kid and I’m not sorry. — Allen Ginsberg

America, how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood? — Allen Ginsberg

America, why are your libraries full of tears? — Allen Ginsberg

America, I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing. — Allen Ginsberg

Nobody saves America by sniffing cocaine. Jiggling your knees blankeyed in the rain, when it snows in your nose you catch cold in your brain. — Allen Ginsberg

America I’m putting my queer shoulder to the wheel. — Allen Ginsberg

I’m with you in Rockland in my dreams you walk dripping from a sea–journey on the highway across America in tears to the door of my cottage in the Western night. — Allen Ginsberg

If you want to make order, put your own heart in order, and, having put one’s heart in order, one can regulate the family order. — Allen Ginsberg

It isn’t enough for your heart to break because everybody’s heart is broken now. — Allen Ginsberg

I had a moment of clarity, saw the feeling in the heart of things, walked out to the garden crying. — Allen Ginsberg

Poets are damned… but see with the eyes of angels. — Allen Ginsberg

The weight of the world is love. Under the burden of solitude, under the burden of dissatisfaction the weight,the weight we carry is love. — Allen Ginsberg

The desire to have power dissolves. The desire to dominate people for love dissolves. On the other hand, it’s a relief to realize you can let go. — Allen Ginsberg

We love to be hurt and we love to have our unhealing wounds opened and reopened again: we sit staring in the mirror of art, fascinated by our own deformities. — Allen Ginsberg

No rest without love, No sleep without dreams of love–be mad or chill obsessed with angels or machines the final wish is love. — Allen Ginsberg

I never dreamed the sea so deep, The earth so dark; so long my sleep, I have become another child. I wake to see the world go wild. — Allen Ginsberg

All these books are published in Heaven. — Allen Ginsberg

Recent history is the record of one vast conspiracy to impose one level of mechanical consciousness on mankind. — Allen Ginsberg

I don’t do anything with my life except romanticize and decay with indecision. — Allen Ginsberg

A naked lunch is natural to us We eat reality sandwiches. But allegories are so much lettuce. Don’t hide the madness. — Allen Ginsberg

You know me now. I’m only good at beginnings. — Allen Ginsberg

Man’s usurpation over nature is an egotism that will destroy human as well as whale kingdoms. … Academies should return to wisdom study in tree groves rather than robot study in plastic cells — Allen Ginsberg

Fortunately art is a community effort–a small but select community living in a spiritualized world endeavoring to interpret the wars and the solitudes of the flesh. — Allen Ginsberg

I have been wrathful all my life, angry against my father and all others. My wrath must end. All my images now are of heaven. — Allen Ginsberg

There should be no distinction between what we write down, and what we really know. — Allen Ginsberg

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It’s that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that’s what the poet does. — Allen Ginsberg

The only thing that can save the world is the reclaiming of the awareness of the world. That’s what poetry does. — Allen Ginsberg

Scientist alone is true poet he gives us the moon he promises the stars he’ll make us a new universe if it comes to that. — Allen Ginsberg

This is the one and only firmament; therefore it is the absolute world. There is no other world. The circle is complete. I am living in Eternity. The ways of this world are the ways of Heaven. — Allen Ginsberg

The universe is mad, slightly mad. — Allen Ginsberg

An unnoticed corner of the world suddenly becomes noticed, and when you notice something clearly and see it vividly, it becomes sacred. (On Robert Frank’s photography) — Allen Ginsberg

Everything is holy! everybody’s holy! everywhere is holy! everyday is in eternity! Everyman’s an angel! — Allen Ginsberg

Not even the human imagination satisfies the endless emptiness of the soul. — Allen Ginsberg

I know I’m not God, are you? Don’t be silly. God? God? Everybody’s God? Don’t be silly. — Allen Ginsberg

The typewriter is holy the poem is holy the voice is holy the hearers are holy the ecstacy is holy! — Allen Ginsberg

The poignancy of a photograph comes from looking back to a fleeting moment in a floating world. The transitoriness is what creates the sense of the sacred — Allen Ginsberg

Well, while I’m here I’ll do the work–and what’s the work? To ease the pain of living. Everything else, drunken dumbshow. — Allen Ginsberg

Follow your inner moonlight; don’t hide the madness. — Allen Ginsberg

What is obscenity? And to whom? — Allen Ginsberg

It’s never to late to do nothing at all. — Allen Ginsberg