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Tom Robbins Quotes - Page 3

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Of the Seven Dwarfs, the only one who shaved was Dopey. That should tell us something about the wisdom of shaving.

Of the Seven Dwarfs, the only one who shaved was Dopey. That should tell us something about the wisdom of shaving.

Shaving, Seven, Should

Tom Robbins (2003). “Skinny Legs and All”, p.239, Bantam

Cries for help are frequently inaudible.

Helping, Cry

Tom Robbins (2003). “Even Cowgirls Get the Blues”, p.311, Bantam

Our individuality is all, all, that we have. There are those who barter it for security, those who repress it for what they believe is the betterment of the whole society, but blessed in the twinkle of the morning star is the one who nurtures it and rides it in, in grace and love and wit, from peculiar station to peculiar station along life's bittersweet route.

Love, Morning, Stars

"Jitterbug Perfume". Book by Tom Robbins, 2003.

Don't be outraged, be outrageous.

Outrageous, Outraged

Tom Robbins (2003). “Even Cowgirls Get the Blues”, p.186, Bantam

In times of widespread chaos and confusion, it has been the duty of more advanced human beings--artists, scientists, clowns and philosophers--to create order. In times such as ours, however, when there is too much order, too much management, too much programming and control, it becomes the duty of superior men and women to fling their favorite monkey wrenches into the machinery. To relive the repression of the human spirit, they must sow doubt and disruption.

Men, Artist, Order

Tom Robbins (2003). “Even Cowgirls Get the Blues”, p.215, Bantam

When freedom is outlawed, only outlaws will be free.

Libertarian Party, Libertarian, Still Life With Woodpecker

Tom Robbins (2003). “Still Life with Woodpecker”, p.61, Bantam

My life is not merely a public phenomenon, it is a solitary adventure as well.

Adventure, Life Is, Solitary

Tom Robbins (2003). “Jitterbug Perfume”, p.28, Bantam

People tend the take everything too seriously. Especially themselves. Yep. And that's probably what makes 'em scared and hurt so much of the time. Life is too serious to take that seriously.

Hurt, People, Ems

Amnesia is not knowing who one is and wanting desperately to find out. Euphoria is not knowing who one is and not caring. Ecstasy is knowing exactly who one is - and still not caring.

Caring, Knowing, Ecstasy

Should you fail to pilot your own ship, don't be surprised at what inappropriate port you find yourself docked.

Finding Yourself, Pilots, Ships

Tom Robbins (2003). “Jitterbug Perfume”, p.103, Bantam

Danger is to adventure what garlic is to spaghetti sauce. Without it, you just end up with stewed tomatoes.

Adventure, Tomatoes, Sauce

"(Revisiting) The Syntax of Sorcery: An Interview with Tom Robbins". Interview with Tony Vigorito, realitysandwich.com. May 9, 2014.

Self-esteem is for sissies. Accept that you're a pimple and try to keep a lively sense of humor about it. That way lies grace - and maybe even glory.

Self Esteem, Lying, Grace

Tom Robbins (2003). “Fierce Invalids Home From Hot Climates”, p.47, Bantam

In the haunted house of life, art is the only stair that doesn't creak.

Art, House, Lovely

Tom Robbins (2003). “Skinny Legs and All”, p.37, Bantam

My faith is whatever makes me feel good about being alive. If your religion doesn't make you feel good to be alive, what the hell is the point of it?

Feel Good, Alive, Hell

"Fierce Invalids Home from Hot Climates". Book by Tom Robbins, 2000.

I am cheerful. I don't know if I'm happy. There is a difference, you know.

Differences, Cheerful, Knows

The only question is how to make love stay.

Making Love

A sneeze travels at a peak velocity of two hundred miles per hour. A burp, more slowly; a fart, slower yet. But a kiss thrown by fingers- its departure is sudden, its arrival ambiguous, and there is no source that can state with authority what speeds are reached in its flight.

Kissing, Two, Departure

Tom Robbins (2003). “Even Cowgirls Get the Blues”, p.148, Bantam

Life is like a stew, you have to stir it frequently, or all the scum rises to the top.

Philosophy, Educational, Life Is Like

Tom Robbins (2003). “Still Life with Woodpecker”, p.92, Bantam

What I’ve learned along the way is that existence is cosmic theatre, but paradoxically, we should play our roles to the absolute best of our ability while having the wisdom not to take them too seriously.

Play, Theatre, Roles

In technological development, in production of material goods and creature comforts, we've challenged the very gods, but psychologically, emotionally, we're scarcely more than chimpanzees with bulldozers, baboons with big bombs.

Technological Development, Comfort, Bombs

"The Syntax of Sorcery: An Interview with Tom Robbins". Interview with Tony Vigorito, realitysandwich.com. June 6, 2012.

Approfondement is a French word that means 'playing easily in the deep.'

Mean

Three of the four elements are shared by all creatures, but fire was a gift to humans alone. Smoking cigarettes is as intimate as we can become with fire without immediate excruciation. Every smoker is an embodiment of Prometheus, stealing fire from the gods and bringing it on back home. We smoke to capture the power of the sun, to pacify Hell, to identify with the primordial spark, to feed on the marrow of the volcano. It’s not the tobacco we’re after but the fire. When we smoke, we are performing a version of the fire dance, a ritual as ancient as lightning.

Home, Fire, Volcanoes

"Still Life with Woodpecker". Book by Tom Robbins, 1980.

Minds were made for blowing.

Mind, Made

Hard times and funky living can season the soul, true enough, but joy is the yeast that makes it rise.

Hard Times, Joy, Soul

Choice. It's the word that allows yes and the word that makes no possible. It's the word that puts the free in freedom and takes obligation out of the mix. It's the word upon which adventure, exhilaration, and authenticity depend. It's the word that the cocoon whispers to the caterpillar.

Adventure, Choices, Cocoons

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