“I began to get a feeling (...) of being the only sane man in a nut house. It doesn't make you feel superior but depressed and scared, because there is nobody you can contact.”
“All over America, people were pulling credentials out of their pockets and sticking them under someone else's nose to prove they had been somewhere or done something. And I thought someday everyone in America will suddenly jump up and say, 'I don't take any shit!' and start pushing and cursing and clawing at the man next to him.”
“Yeah," I said, "but you're an artist. You don't believe in decency and honesty and gratitude. Where shall we eat?”
“But you're an artist. You don't believe in decency and honesty and gratitude.”
“I had the feeling that all over America such stupid arguments were taking place on street corners and in bars and restaurants. All over America, people were pulling credentials out of their pockets and sticking them under someone else's nose to prove they had been somewhere or done something. And I thought someday everyone in America will suddenly jump up and say "I don't take any shit!" and start pushing and cursing and clawing at the man next to him.”
“...both of us had a lot to say, but there was no room to say it in, we were so tense and close.”
“I began to get a feeling familiar to me from my bartending days of being the only sane man in a nuthouse. It doesn't make you feel superior but depressed and scared, because there is nobody you can contact.”
“As I was walking past Tony Pastor's I saw Pat, the lesbian bouncer, throw a drunken young sailor out into the street. The sailor said, "That place is full of fucking queers." He swung at the air and nearly fell on his face, then he staggered away, muttering to himself.”
“He had a third martini. He looked at me intently and took hold of my arm. 'Look', he said. 'You're a fish in a pond. It's drying up. You have to mutate into an amphibian, but someone keeps hanging on to you and telling you to stay in the pond, everything's going to be all right.”
“–Levántate y date una ducha, cabrón.
–A mí no me vengas con qué pasa. Anoche fumaste marihuana.
–Pero no era nada buena, de todos modos –dije, y me fui al baño.”
“There was something virile in her attitude toward tragedy, as though she were defying God to knock off the chip He Himself had placed on her shoulder.”
“People in bars are always claiming to be boxers, hoping thereby to ward off attack, like a black snake will vibrate its tail in leaves and try to impersonate a rattlesnake.”
“I got up the next morning with morphine hangover. I poured myself a large glass of cold milk, which is an antidote for morphine.”
“A typical modern Puritan, she was able to believe in sin without believing in God. In fact, she felt there was something soft and sinful about believing in God. She rejected such indulgence like an indecent proposal.
- William S. Burroughs, And the Hippos Were Boiled in Their Tanks”
“I discover that nothing is ever certain. A name, a birthday, an entire life can be invented, and that being so, can be changed.”
“I think what you can’t see is always what you should be frightened of.”
“Now I see the mystery of your loneliness .”
“The more organization demonstrated by an offender, the more likely the offender will be intelligent, socially competent, capable of skilled employment, conscious of evidence, controlled, and able to avoid identification while accounting for a greater number of victims. They lack feelings of guilt or remorse and view their victims as mere objects that they can manipulate for their own perverse satisfaction and sense of power, control, mastery, and domination. Organized serial murderers may kill in such great numbers due to fantasies that feed their predatory desires and lead them to compete with themselves in a perverted contest of ’practice makes perfect.’ In other words, they continue to kill, in part, due to a desire to improve upon their last murder. In addition, they understand their misbehavior, know the difference between right and wrong, and can choose when and where to act upon their urges.”
“However the story is told and elaborated, the raw shame of it will be with him now til his last breath.”
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