Ilias

“Morphine hits the backs of the legs first, then the back of the neck, a spreading wave of relaxation slackening the muscles away from the bones so that you seem to float without outlines, like lying in warm salt water. As this relaxing wave spread through my tissues, I experienced a strong feeling of fear. 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. I felt nauseous; I lay down and closed my eyes. A series of pictures passed, like watching a movie: A huge, neon-lighted cocktail bar that got larger and larger until streets, traffic, and street repairs were included in it; a waitress carrying a skull on a tray; stars in a clear sky. The physical impact of the fear of death; the shutting off of breath; the stopping of blood.”
― William S. Burroughs, Junky

“Your plan was unworkable then and useless now... Like da Vinci's flying machine plans...”
― William S. Burroughs, Junky

“Cuando uno deja de crecer empieza a morir.”
― William S. Burroughs, Junky

“When you stop growing you start dying.”
― William S. Burroughs, Junky