William S. Burroughs, fully William Seward Burroughs II

William S.
Burroughs, fully William Seward Burroughs II
1914
1997

American Novelist, Short Story Writer, Essayist, Painter and Spoken Word Performer

Author Quotes

Paranoia is just having the right information.

Some people like neat suburbs. I always am attracted to the rundown and the old and the offbeat.

The American uppermiddle-class citizen is a composite of negatives. He is largely delineated by what he is not.

The face of evil is always the face of total need. A dope fiend is a man in total need of dope. Beyond a certain frequency need knows absolutely no limit or control. In the words of total need: Wouldn't you? Yes you would. You would lie, cheat, inform on your friends, steal, do anything to satisfy total need. Because you would be in a state of total sickness, total possession, and not in a position to act in any other way. Dope fiends are sick people who cannot act other than they do. A rabid dog cannot choose but bite.

The question is frequently asked: Why does a man become a drug addict? The answer is that he usually does not intend to become an addict. You don?t wake up one morning and decide to be a drug addict. It takes at least three months? shooting twice a day to get any habit at all. And you don?t really know what junk sickness is until you have had several habits. It took me almost six months to get my first habit, and then the withdrawal symptoms were mild. I think it no exaggeration to say it takes about a year and several hundred injections to make an addict. The questions, of course, could be asked: Why did you ever try narcotics? Why did you continue using it long enough to become an addict? You become a narcotics addict because you do not have strong motivations in the other direction. Junk wins by default. I tried it as a matter of curiosity. I drifted along taking shots when I could score. I ended up hooked. Most addicts I have talked to report a similar experience. They did not start using drugs for any reason they can remember. They just drifted along until they got hooked. If you have never been addicted, you can have no clear idea what it means to need junk with the addict?s special need. You don?t decide to be an addict. One morning you wake up sick and you?re an addict.

There is no final enough of wisdom, experience - any fucking thing. No Holy Grail, No Final Satori, no solution. Just conflict. Only thing that can resolve conflict is love, like I felt for Fletch and Ruski, Spooner, and Calico. Pure love. What I feel for my cats past and present.

Thou shalt not be such a shit, you don't know you are one.

We intend to destroy all dogmatic verbal systems.

When one stops growing starts to die.

Writers, like elephants, have long, vicious memories. There are things I wish I could forget.

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.

I think anybody incapable of changing his mind is crazy.

If the soft machine works, don't fix it. If it works, don't fix it.

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

Junk is the ultimate merchandise. The junk merchant does not sell his product to the consumer, he sells the consumer to the product. He does not improve and simplify his merchandise, he degrades and simplifies the client.

Like most qualities, cuteness is delineated by what it isn't. Most people aren't cute at all, or if so they quickly outgrow their cuteness ... Elegance, grace, delicacy, beauty, and a lack of self-consciousness: a creature who knows he is cute soon isn't.

Most people don't notice what's going on around them. That's my principal message to writers: for God's sake, keep your eyes open.

No job too dirty for the scientists.

People have nothing to say, but they are afraid of saying nothing, so what they do say comes out flat and vapid and meaningless. The shadow of death is on every face.

Someone said that cats are the most distant human animal model. This depends on the human lineage that you are referring to and, of course, that cats. I think sometimes cats are strangely human.

The beautiful disease and the government falls along the weed rooms flesh along the weed government.

The figure had emerged from a lightless region where everything we have been taught, all the conventional feelings, do not apply.

The questions, of course, could be asked: Why did you ever try narcotics? Why did you continue using it long enough to become an addict? You become a narcotics addict because you do not have strong motivations in the other direction. Junk wins by default. I tried it as a matter of curiosity.

There is no intensity of love or feeling that does not involve the risk of crippling hurt. It is a duty to take this risk, to love and feel without defense or reserve.

Time: a landing field! Death needs time like a junkie needs junk.

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First Name
William S.
Last Name
Burroughs, fully William Seward Burroughs II
Birth Date
1914
Death Date
1997
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American Novelist, Short Story Writer, Essayist, Painter and Spoken Word Performer