In the magical universe there are no coincidences and there are no accidents. nothing happens unless someone wills it to happen.
WILLIAM S. BURROUGHSWhat a horrible loutish planet this is. the dominant species consists of sadistic morons, faces bearing the hideous lineaments of spiritual famine swollen with stupid hate. Hopeless rubbish.
More William S. Burroughs Quotes
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Silence is only frightening to people who are compulsively verbalizing.
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There’s no place for impractical dreamers around here.
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Paranoia is just having the right information.
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I don’t have any politics. I feel that as soon as politics arises, things are already in a hopeless state of deterioration.
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Be just and if you can’t be just, be arbitrary.
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Whether you like it or not, you are committed to the human endeavor. I cannot ally myself with such a purely negative goal as avoidance of suffering. Suffering is a chance you take by the fact of being alive.
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Language is a virus from outer space.
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Thanks, for a country where nobody is allowed to mind his own business. Thanks, for a nation of finks.
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Life is a vacation from two eternities, who wants to waste those precious years worrying about what happens when you get back to forever?
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There are no innocent bystanders.
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Do not proffer sympathy to the mentally ill; it is a bottomless pit. Tell them firmly, “I am not paid to listen to this drivel – you are a terminal fool!” Otherwise, they make you as crazy as they are.
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The face of evil is always the face of total need.
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Man is an artifact designed for space travel. He is not designed to remain in his present biologic state any more than a tadpole is designed to remain a tadpole.
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I’m creating an imaginary — it’s always imaginary — world in which I would like to live.
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There couldn’t be a society of people who didn’t dream. They’d be dead in two weeks.
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