Here I was at the end of America...no more land...and nowhere was nowhere to go but back

My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.

I want to work in revelations, not just spin silly tales for money. I want to fish as deep down as possible into my own subconscious in the belief that once that far down, everyone will understand because they are the same that far down.

Burroughs is the greatest satirical writer since Jonathan Swift.

Man, wow, there's so many things to do, so many things to write! How to even begin to get it all down and without modified restraints and all hung-up on like literary inhibitions and grammatical fears.

Absolutely no way to escape enigmans.

all day long wearing a hat that wasn't on my head