No one is ever really alone. You are part of everything alive.
WILLIAM S. BURROUGHSLove? What is it? Most natural painkiller what there is.
More William S. Burroughs Quotes
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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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You can’t fake quality any more than you can fake a good meal.
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There’s no place for impractical dreamers around here.
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I bear my burden proudly for all to see, to conquer prejudice and ignorance and hate with knowledge and sincerity and love. Whenever you are threatened by a hostile presence, you emit a thick cloud of love like an octopus squirts out ink.
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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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People have nothing to say, but they are afraid of saying nothing, so what they do say comes out flat and vapid and meaningless. The shadow of death is on every face.
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Hustlers of the world, there is one mark you cannot beat: the mark inside.
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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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How I hate those who are dedicated to producing conformity.
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Home is where your ass is and if you want to move you move your ass the first step is learning to change homes with someone else and have someone else’s ass.
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Once the law starts asking questions, there’s no stopping them.
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If I had my way we’d sleep every night all wrapped around each other like hibernating rattlesnakes.
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If all pleasure is relief from tension, junk affords relief from the whole life process, in disconnecting the hypothalamus, which is the center of psychic energy and libido.
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Too perfect to be sexually attractive.
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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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