Death was in every sell of his body. He gave off a faint, greenish steam of decay. Lee imagined he would glow in the dark.

All writing is in fact cut-ups. A collage of words read heard overheard. What else?

Naked Lunch was from about a thousand pages of material. A lot of it overflowed, then, into the cut-up trilogy including Nova Express.

Hemingway said: 'It don't come anymore.' So where did it go?

For any species to change, if they are unable and are unwilling to do so - I might, for example, have suggested to the dinosaurs that heavy armor and great size was a sinking ship, and that they do well to convert to mammal facilities - it would not lie in my power or desire to reconvert a reluctant dinosaur.

In this world, [of Flash and Filigree] nothing is true, and censure or outrage is simply irrelevant.

How far would people get in physics if discovery was described as disgusting - "Your formula is disgusting and filthy"? Not very far.