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William S. Burroughs Quotes

William S. Burroughs quotes

American Writer February 5, 1914 – August 2, 1997

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William S. Burroughs quote: "Tell Allen I plead guilty to vampirism and other crimes..."
Tell Allen I plead guilty to vampirism and other crimes against life. But I love him and nothing else cancels love. William S. Burroughs
William S. Burroughs quote: "If you weren't surprised by your life you wouldn't be alive...."
If you weren't surprised by your life you wouldn't be alive. Life is surprise. William S. Burroughs
Naked Mr. America, burning frantic with self bone love, screams out: "My asshole confounds the Louvre! I fart ambrosia and shit pure gold turds! My cock spurts soft diamonds in the morning sunlight! William S. Burroughs
The people in power will not disappear voluntarily, giving flowers to the cops just isn't going to work. This thinking is fostered by the establishment; they like nothing better than love and nonviolence. The only way I like to see cops given flowers is in a flower pot from a high window. William S. Burroughs
William S. Burroughs quote: "Love? What is it? Most natural painkiller what there is."
Love? What is it? Most natural painkiller what there is. William S. Burroughs
There is no intensity of love or feeling that does not involve the risk of crippling hurt. It is a duty to take this risk, to love and feel without defense or reserve. William S. Burroughs
They say only love can create, so who the fuck could love up a centipede? He's got more love in him than I got. Now, killing a centipede makes me feel safer - like, one less. William S. Burroughs
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... William S. Burroughs
William S. Burroughs quote: "The cat does not offer services. The cat offers itself. Of..."
The cat does not offer services. The cat offers itself. Of course he wants care and shelter. You don't buy love for nothing. William S. Burroughs
William S. Burroughs quote: "Love is a haunting melody that I have never mastered, and I..."
Love is a haunting melody that I have never mastered, and I fear I never will. William S. Burroughs
For the last four years of her life, Mother was in a nursing home called Chateins in St. Louis ... [S]ix months before she died I sent a Mother's Day card. There was a horrible, mushy poem in it. I remember feeling "vaguely guilty. William S. Burroughs
I was standing outside myself trying to stop those hangings with ghost fingers... I am a ghost wanting what every ghost wants-a body-after the Long Time moving through odorless alleys of space where no life is, only the colorless no smell of death...Nobody can breath and smell it through pink convolutions of gristle laced with crystal snot, time shit and black blood filters of flesh. William S. Burroughs
Junk turns the user into a plant. Plants do not feel pain since pain has no function in a stationary organism. Junk is a pain killer. A plant has no libido in the human or animal sense. Junk replaces the sex drive. Seeding is the sex of the plant and the function of opium is to delay seeding. Perhaps the intense discomfort of withdrawal is the transition from plant back to animal, from a painless, sexless, timeless state back to sex and pain and time, from death back to life. William S. Burroughs
For seven days she lay in bed looking sullenly at the ceiling as though resenting the death she had cultivated for so many years. Like some people who cannot vomit despite horrible nausea, she lay there unable to die, resisting death as she had resisted life, frozen with resentment of process and change. William S. Burroughs
To be an outlaw you must first have a base in law to reject and get out of, I never had such a base. I never had a place I could call home that meant any more than a key to a house, apartment or hotel room.? Am I alien? Alien from what exactly? Perhaps my home is my dream city, more real than my waking life precisely because it has no relation to waking lif? William S. Burroughs

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