I just close my eyes and act like I'm a 3-year-old. I try to get as close to a childlike level as possible because we were all artists back then. So you just close your eyes and think back to when you were as young as you can remember and had the least barriers to your creativity.
We've educated children to think spontaneity is inappropriate.
The secret thoughts of a man run over all things, holy, profane, clean, obscene, grave, and light, without shame or blame.
I require no bayonets to defend the liberty of my thoughts.
I thought one should have the attitude of 'What do you care what other people think!'
My imagination is closer to a child's imagination than to a grown-up's.
Learning in the true sense of the word is possible only in that state of attention, in which there is no outer or inner compulsion. Right thinking can come about only when the mind is not enslaved by tradition and memory.
My real self is probably more creative and more frightening than any sort of drink or drug-induced state.
If I let my brain follow its path unfettered, it would be kinda ugly.
