I don't care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it.

Bizarre and engrossingly disturbing, Naked Lunch, finds truth in madness.

For years I wondered why dreams are so often dull when related, and this morning I find the answer, which is very simple - like most answers, you have always known it: No context ... like a stuffed animal set on the floor of a bank.

Dream long enough and dream hard enough you will come to know dreaming can make it so.

The essence of White Supremacy is this: they are people who want to keep things as they are. That their children's children's children might be a different color is something very alarming to them - in short they are committed to the maintenance of the static image.

The dream is a spontaneous happening and therefore dangerous to a control system set-up by the non-dreamers

[Death is] a gimmick. It's the time-birth-death gimmick. Can't go on much longer, too many people are wising up.