“There is no final enough of wisdom, experience - any fucking thing. No Holy Grail, No Final Satori, no solution. Just conflict.… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
Now Christianity sounded good at first to the naive convert. Love, peace and charity - what's wrong with that? I'll tell you… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
If you build a good name, eventually, that name will be its own currency. — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
As an old junk pusher told me, 'Watch whose money you pick up.' — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
“Naked Mr. America, burning frantic with self bone love, screams out: "My asshole confounds the Louvre! I fart ambrosia and shit pure… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
The cat does not offer services. The cat offers itself. Of course he wants care and shelter. You don't buy love for… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
The American uppermiddle-class citizen is a composite of negatives. He is largely delineated by what he is not. - pg. 41 — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
Kerouac and I are not real at all. The only thing about a writer is that he has written, and not his… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
There is no intensity of love or feeling that does not involve the risk of crippling hurt. It is a duty to… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
Humility is indeed beatness, a compulsory virtue that no one exhibits unless he has to. — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
Love is a haunting melody that I have never mastered, and I fear I never will. — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
You were given the power to love in order to use it, no matter what pain it may cause you. — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
Communication must become total and conscious before we can stop it. — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
No one is ever really alone. You are part of everything alive. — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
“They say only love can create, so who the fuck could love up a centipede? He's got more love in him than… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
I don't know what falling in love for me is. The concept of romantic love arose in the Middle Ages. Now remember,… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
“What you call the history of mankind is the history of my escape plan. I don’t want ‘love.’ I don’t want forgiveness.… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
I bear my burden proudly for all to see, to conquer prejudice and ignorance and hate with knowledge and sincerity and love.… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
The people in power will not disappear voluntarily, giving flowers to the cops just isn't going to work. This thinking is fostered… — William S. Burroughs Copy Share Image
The most deadly picture is a picture of nothing at all. The colors are there, but there is no image, nothing. — 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
