- Don Juan didn't say anything at all. He kept staring at me, and that made me very uncomfortable. He seemed to have seen through me.
- For some reason I liked the way he looked at me. There was something very peculiar about the way he stares at people. It was very remarkable. It was more that stare which made me go to see him than my interest in anthropological work.
- As an anthropologist, reality of consensus is only a very small segment of the total range of what we could feel as real. If we could learn to code reality or stimuli the way a shaman does, perhaps we could elongate our range of what we call real to a different interpretation. But the only way we have to code it is as hallucination. Madness. We cannot conceive that one could do it.
- I met Don Juan in a rather fortuitous manner. I was doing, at the time in 1960, I was collecting ethnographic data on the use of medicinal plants among the Arizona Indians. And a friend of mine knew about Don Juan. He knew that Don Juan was a very learned man in the use of plants. And one day we happened to see him at the bus station. My friend went and talked to him, and then he introduced me to Don Juan.
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