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None of us understand what we're doing, but we do beautiful things anyway.
he threw up his hands and wrote the Universe dont exist and died to prove it
Unholy battered old thing you were, my sunflower O my soul, I loved you then!
When you notice something clearly and see it vividly, it then becomes sacred.
Tell your secrets. [In reply to the question "How does one become a prophet?"]
I don't do anything with my life except romanticize and decay with indecision.
A poem is like a radio that can broadcast continuously for thousands of years.
I touch your book and dream of our odyssey in the supermarket and feel absurd.
It isn't enough for your heart to break because everybody's heart is broken now.
Now I have enough money to travel wherever I want, but I haven't got the health.
There is nothing to be learned from history anymore. We're in science fiction now.
There should be no distinction between what we write down, and what we really know.
Presumably, if you see spirit at the moment it gained access, then it'll be dropped.
The soul is innocent and immortal, it should never die ungodly in an armed madhouse.
Let go of the spirit of the departed, and continue the celebration of your own life.
I want to be a saint, a real saint while I am young, for there is so much work to do.
I really believe, or want to believe, really I am nuts, otherwise I'll never be sane.
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked.
I know I'm not God, are you? Don't be silly. God? God? Everybody's God? Don't be silly.
who burned cigarette holes in their arms protesting the narcotic tobacco haze of Capitalism
Ultimately Warhol's private moral reference was to the supreme kitsch of the Catholic church.
My own experience is that a certain kind of genius among students is best brought out in bed.
It's time we did something to assert ourselves. After all, we do comprise 10% of the population.
The suffering itself is not so bad; it's the resentment against suffering that is the real pain.
The weight of the world is love. Under the burden of solitude, under the burden of dissatisfaction.
I had a moment of clarity, saw the feeling in the heart of things, walked out to the garden crying.
The typewriter is holy the poem is holy the voice is holy the hearers are holy the ecstacy is holy!
what sphinx of cement and aluminium bashed open their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination
The closet door is open for me, where I left it, since I left it open, it has graciously stayed open.
I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?
Poetry's role is to provide spontaneous individual candor as distinct from manipulation and brainwash.
Everything is holy! everybody's holy! everywhere is holy! everyday is in eternity! Everyman's an angel!
I want people to bow as they see me and say he is gifted with poetry, he has seen the presence of the creator.
Recent history is the record of one vast conspiracy to impose one level of mechanical consciousness on mankind.
I've got enough money to live where I want, but I don't want to move.Go out and have sexual adventures in Burma.
The only thing that can save the world is the reclaiming of the awareness of the world. That's what poetry does.
I would say that Times Square was the central hangout for Burroughs, Kerouac, and myself from about 1945 to 1948.
To gain your own voice, forget about having it heard. Become a saint of your own province and your own consciousness.
The hero surviving his own murder, his own suicide, his own addiction, surviving his own disappearance from the scene
A naked lunch is natural to us We eat reality sandwiches. But allegories are so much lettuce. Don't hide the madness.
Scientist alone is true poet he gives us the moon he promises the stars he'll make us a new universe if it comes to that.
Sometime I’ll lay down my wrath, As I lay my body down Between the ache of breath and breath, Golden slumber in the bone.
Well, while I'm here I'll do the work — and what's the work? To ease the pain of living. Everything else, drunken dumbshow.
I have been wrathful all my life, angry against my father and all others. My wrath must end. All my images now are of heaven.
Last Exit to Brooklyn should explode like a rusty hellish bombshell over America and still be eagerly read in a hundred years.
Breathe when you breathe. Walk where you walk. Talk when you talk. Cry when you cry. Die when you die. Let go when you let go.
To get on screen with the Talking Asshole, quite a feat. And it's certainly going to be a cult film that people will be seeing.
If you want to make order, put your own heart in order, and, having put one's heart in order, one can regulate the family order.
I am learning by the week, but my poesy is still not my own. New rhyme, new me me me in words. I am not all this carven rhetoric.
I never dreamed the sea so deep, The earth so dark; so long my sleep, I have become another child. I wake to see the world go wild.