When all lies, deceit, pretense is stripped away, what remains? The truth of a painting, or a book or a man. — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
Writing prejudicial, off-putting reviews is a precise exercise in applied black magic. The reviewer can draw free-floating disagreeable associations to a book… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
Well, "disgusting" doesn't refer to the books but to the subjective reaction of the person making the complaint. I don't think that… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
Gentle reader, the Fountain of Youth is radioactive, and those who imbibe its poisonous heavy waters will suffer the hideous fate of… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
Victimless crimes are the lifeline of the RIGHT virus. And there is a growing recognition, even in official quarters, that victimless crimes… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
Revolution in America begins in books and music, then waits for political operatives to 'implement changes after the fact.' — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
I'm against Capitol Punishment in all forms, and I have written many pamphlets on this subject in the manner of Swift's Modest… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
Exorcism is a subject that interests me, and books on shamanism, I've read through. — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
“A writer's will is the winds of dead calm in the Western Lands. Point way out he can start stirring of the… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
Always remember, there's no point trying to be faithful to the book because film and writing are just two completely different things.… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
I read a lot of books for information, like doctor books, spy books. . . . — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
It's a tract against capital punishment in the genre of Swift's Modest Proposal. I was simply following a formula to its logical… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
There's a book called Mummy and the people actually seem to have become addicted to mummy dust. And mummy dust was somehow… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
Cut word lines — Cut music lines — Smash the control images — Smash the control machine — Burn the books —… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
“This book is dedicated to the Ancient Ones, to the Lord of Abominations, Humwawa, whose face is a mass of entrails, whose… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
I think if a writer is not endeavoring to expand and alter consciousness in himself and in his readers, he is not… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
“Control never be a means to any practical end. It can never be a means to anything but more control… Like punk.” — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
“Well as, one judge said to the other, 'Be just and if you can't be just be arbitrary.' Regret cannot observe customary obscenities.” — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
After one look at this planet any visitor from outer space would say 'I want to see the manager.' — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
For seven days she lay in bed looking sullenly at the ceiling as though resenting the death she had cultivated for so many years.… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
Life is a cutup. And to pretend that you write or paint in a timeless vacuum is just simply . . . not .… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
When all lies, deceit, pretense is stripped away, what remains? The truth of a painting, or a book or a man. — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
“There is no final enough of wisdom, experience - any fucking thing. No Holy Grail, No Final Satori, no solution. Just conflict. Only thing… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
“For John Dillinger In hope he is still alive Thanksgiving Day, November 28, 1986 In hope he is still alive Thanks for the wild… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
“Did I ever tell you about the man who taught his asshole to talk? His whole abdomen would move up and down, you dig,… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
You need a good bedside manner with doctors or you will get nowhere. — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
There couldn't be a society of people who didn't dream. They'd be dead in two weeks. — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
