Kerouac and I are not real at all. The only thing about a writer is that he has written, and not his so-called life. 'And we (will) all die and the stars will go out, one after another.

When all lies, deceit, pretense is stripped away, what remains? The truth of a painting, or a book or a man.

England has the most sordid literary scene I've ever seen. They all meet in the same pub. This guy's writing a foreword for this person. They all have to give radio programs, they have to do all this just in order to scrape by. They're all scratching each other's backs.

In Mexico your wishes have a dream power. When you want to see someone, he turns up.

Life is a vacation from two eternities.

O death where is thy sting? The man is never on time.

I am not a person and I am not an animal. There is something I am here for something I must do before I can go.