[Julian and Mama visited Amma's ashram in San Ramon last weekend. Julian says he doesn't want to wash the clothes he was wearing because he doesn't want to wash off the blessings.]
Mama: We should make muffins sometime.
Julian: I want a muffin that's a reincarnation of the divine.
The one part of my body that I wish I didn't have is my belly button.
What's your favorite bike tire valve, Mama? Personally, I prefer Presta because it holds air a little better.
Julian: I'm not a small fry, I'm a full-suspension sweet potato fry with hydraulic disc brakes.
If you want to blow the dirt out of your nose, first you lift your eyelid on one side and plug your other nostril.
That lipstick makes it look like you're trying too hard, Mama.
Mama (seeing Julian studiously looking out the window): What are you looking for?
S: What changes?
J: Any changes.
S: Did you see any?
J: Yeah. Wind and birds.
[Trip to Santa Fe, New Mexico: We visited the Museum of International Folk Art. After several hours there, we told him it was time to leave but that we'd come back some day. He said, "Good, because I haven't even begun to be done seeing this exhibit!" The next day we got kicked out of the Museum of Indian Arts and Culture at closing time.]
(While listening the Bee Gees): Can you actually decrypt what they're saying, Mama? (No.)
Baba: You people need to learn not to talk at the same time.
Julian: Ideas get out of my head too fast, I'd say. I'm just feeling bouncy and exciting, like full suspension.
I think we should take advantage of the place we live. We should do more bike riding and star gazing. That's all we really need to have a happy life. We have something to do in the day and something to do at night.