Jamie

“I had the feeling that some horrible image was just beyond the field of vision, moving, as I turned my head, so that I never quite saw it.”
― William S. Burroughs

“we are all alone, born alone, die alone, and — in spite of true romance magazines — we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. i do not say lonely — at least, not all the time — but essentially, and finally, alone. this is what makes your self-respect so important, and i don’t see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness”
― William S. Burroughs

“For seven days she lay in bed looking sullenly at the ceiling as though resenting the death she had cultivated for so many years. Like some people who cannot vomit despite horrible nausea, she lay there unable to die, resisting death as she had resisted life, frozen with resentment of process and change.”
― William S. Burroughs, And the Hippos Were Boiled in Their Tanks

“The self is like a pimping blackmailing chauffeur who gets you from here to there on word lines.”
― William S. Burroughs