Hippie Quotes

Time to live, time to lie, time to laugh, and time to die. Take it easy baby. Take it as it comes.

The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask.

If there were in the world today any large number of people who desired their own happiness more than they desired the unhappiness of others, we could have a paradise in a few years.

We are all affecting the world every moment, whether we mean to or not. Our actions and states of mind matter, because we are so deeply interconnected with one another.

All wars are civil wars, because all men are brothers.

A hippie is someone who looks like Tarzan, walks like Jane and smells like Cheetah.

Herb is the healing of a nation, alcohol is the destruction.

Excuse me while I kiss the sky.

As for those deserters, malcontents, radicals, incendiaries, the civil and uncivil disobedients among the young, SDS, PLP, Weathermen I and Weathermen II, the revolutionary action movement, the Black United Front, Yippies, Hippies, Yahoos, Black Panthers, Lions and Tigers alike - I would swap the whole damn zoo for a single platoon of the kind of young Americans I saw in Vietnam.

I don't know the difference between a hippie and a hipster but, it's fun to watch either one of them get beat up.

When you've seen beyond yourself, then you may find, peace of mind is waiting there.

You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.

We are stardust, we are golden and we've got to get ourselves back to the garden.

Masses are always breeding grounds of psychic epidemics.

When we use the term pig, for example, we are referring to the people who systematically violate the peoples' constitutional rights - whether they be monopoly capitalists or police. The term is now being adopted by radicals, hippies, and minority peoples. Even the workers, when the pigs supported strike-breakers like they did as Union Oil where 100 local police came in a cracked strikers' heads, began to call them by their true name.

The people in power will not disappear voluntarily, giving flowers to the cops just isn't going to work. This thinking is fostered by the establishment; they like nothing better than love and nonviolence. The only way I like to see cops given flowers is in a flower pot from a high window.

I've been smiling lately, dreaming about the world as one. And I believe it could be someday it's going to come.

The world is ready for a mystic revolution, a discovery of the God in each of us.

My role in society, or any artist's or poet's role, is to try and express what we all feel. Not to tell people how to feel. Not as a preacher, not as a leader, but as a reflection of us all.

It is difficult to overstate the importance of the Civil Rights Act.

The hippies wanted peace and love. We wanted Ferraris, blondes and switchblades.

Yippies, Hippies, Yahoos, Black Panthers, lions and tigers alike - I would swap the whole damn zoo for the kind of young Americans I saw in Vietnam.

It has to be acknowledged that in capitalist society, with its herds of hippies, originality has become a sort of fringe benefit, a mere convention, accepted obsolescence, the Beatnik model being turned in for the Hippie model, as though strangely obedient to capitalist laws of marketing.

If you don't risk anything you risk everything

I finally had to go to the American Civil Liberties Union here in northern California to get my reply published to what I considered to be a hatchet job done by Stanley Crouch.