When all lies, deceit, pretense is stripped away, what remains? The truth of a painting, or a book or a man.
William S. BurroughsIf I had my way we'd sleep every night all wrapped around each other like hibernating rattlesnakes.
William S. BurroughsHow long does it take man to realize that he cannot want what he wants? You have to live in hell to see heaven.
William S. Burroughs