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Danh ngôn của William S. Burroughs (Sứ mệnh: 2)

Language is a virus from outer space.
After a shooting spree, they always want to take the guns away from the people who didn't do it. I sure as hell wouldn't want to live in a society where the only people allowed guns are the police and the military.
Desperation is the raw material of drastic change. Only those who can leave behind everything they have ever believed in can hope to escape.
Most of the trouble in this world has been caused by folks who can't mind their own business, because they have no business of their own to mind, any more than a smallpox virus has.
Admittedly, a homosexual can be conditioned to react sexually to a woman, or to an old boot for that matter. In fact, both homo - and heterosexual experimental subjects have been conditioned to react sexually to an old boot, and you can save a lot of money that way.
Man is an artifact designed for space travel. He is not designed to remain in his present biologic state any more than a tadpole is designed to remain a tadpole.
Like all pure creatures, cats are practical.
In deep sadness there is no place for sentimentality.
Silence is only frightening to people who are compulsively verbalizing.
Your knowledge of what is going on can only be superficial and relative.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.
After one look at this planet any visitor from outer space would say 'I want to see the manager.'
The cat does not offer services. The cat offers itself. Of course he wants care and shelter. You don't buy love for nothing.
Happiness is a byproduct of function, purpose, and conflict; those who seek happiness for itself seek victory without war.
The way to kill a man or a nation is to cut off his dreams, the way the whites are taking care of the Indians: killing their dreams, their magic, their familiar spirits.
Virtue is simply happiness, and happiness is a by-product of function. You are happy when you are functioning.
This is a war universe. War all the time. That is its nature. There may be other universes based on all sorts of other principles, but ours seems to be based on war and games.
Most serious writers refuse to make themselves available to the things that technology is doing. I've never been able to understand this sort of fear.
You must learn to exist with no religion, no country, no allies. You must learn to live alone in silence.
The purpose of technology is not to confuse the brain but to serve the body.
No one owns life, but anyone who can pick up a frying pan owns death.