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

If you are asking me what the individual can do right now, in a political sense, I'd have to say he can't do all that much. Speaking for myself, I am more concerned with the transformation of the individual, which to me is much more important than the so-called political revolution.

What does the money machine eat? It eats youth, spontaneity, life, beauty, and, above all, it eats creativity. It eats quality and sh*ts quantity.

After a shooting spree, they always want to take the guns away from the people who didn't do it.

He is a boy sleeping against the mosque wall, ejaculates wet dreaming into a thousand cunts pink and smooth as sea shells.

America is not a young land: it is old and dirty and evil before the settlers, before the Indians. The evil is there waiting.

When you stop growing you start dying.