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“We are
Born like this
Into this
Into these carefully mad wars
Into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness
Into bars where people no longer speak to each other
Into fist fights that end as shootings and knifings
Born into this
Into hospitals which are so expensive that it’s cheaper to die
Into lawyers who charge so much it’s cheaper to plead guilty
Into a country where the jails are full and the madhouses closed
Into a place where the masses elevate fools into rich heroes”
― Charles Bukowski

“We have become a Nazi monster in the eyes of the whole world—a nation of bullies and bastards who would rather kill than live peacefully. We are not just Whores for power and oil, but killer whores with hate and fear in our hearts. We are human scum, and that is how history will judge us. . . . No redeeming social value. Just whores. Get out of our way, or we’ll kill you.
Well, shit on that dumbness. George W. Bush does not speak for me or my son or my mother or my friends or the people I respect in this world. We didn’t vote for these cheap, greedy little killers who speak for America today—and we will not vote for them again in 2002. Or 2004. Or ever.
Who does vote for these dishonest shitheads? Who among us can be happy and proud of having all this innocent blood on our hands? Who are these swine? These flag-sucking half-wits who get fleeced and fooled by stupid little rich kids like George Bush?
They are the same ones who wanted to have Muhammad Ali locked up for refusing to kill gooks. They speak for all that is cruel and stupid and vicious in the American character. They are the racists and hate mongers among us—they are the Ku Klux Klan. I piss down the throats of these Nazis.
And I am too old to worry about whether they like it or not. Fuck them.”
― Hunter S. Thompson, Kingdom of Fear: Loathsome Secrets of a Star-Crossed Child in the Final Days of the American Century

“Another cunt oaf ma fuckin Christmas caird list.
-Didnae ken ye kept a list, likesay, Franco...
-Every cunt keeps a fuckn list. He taps his heid,
-A Christmas caird list, n that cunt's fuckin well oaf it!”
― Irvine Welsh, Skagboys

“I had taught myself that a human being might as well look for diamond tiaras in the gutter as for rewards and punishments that were fair.”
― Kurt Vonnegut

“Have your adventures, make your mistakes, and choose your friends poorly -- all these make for great stories.”
― Chuck Palahniuk

“I am not okay. I will be okay, but right now I am not okay. I want my husband to put his arms around me, to console me, to baby me a little bit. Just for a second.”
― Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl

“Only in art will the lion lie down with the lamb, and the rose grow without thorn.”
― Martin Amis

“The only truly alien planet is Earth.”
― J.G. Ballard

“But, brothers, this biting of their toe-nails over what is the cause of badness is what turns me into a fine laughing malchick. They don't go into what is the cause of goodness, so why the other shop? If lewdies are good that's because they like it, and I wouldn't ever interfere with their pleasures, and so of the other shop. And I was patronizing the other shop. More, badness is of the self, the one, the you or me or our oddy knockies, and that self is made by old Bog or God and is his great pride and radosty. But the not-self cannot have the bad, meaning tbey of the government and the judges and the schools cannot allow the bad because they cannot allow the self. And is not our modern history, my brothers, the story of brave malenky selves fighting these big machines? I am serious with you brothers, over this. But what I do I do because I like to do.”
― Anthony Burgess, A Clockwork Orange

“To make absolute, unconditional surrender to the woman one loves is to break every bond save the desire not to lose her, which is the most terrible bond of all”
― Henry Miller, Sexus

“I believe in whatever gets you throught the night. [...] Night is the hardest time to be alive. For me, anyway. It lasts so long, and four A.M.knows all my secrets.”
― Poppy Z. Brite

“Not only does the universe have its own laws, all of them indifferent to the contradictory dreams and desires of humanity, and in the formulation of which we contribute not one iota, apart, that is, from the words by which we clumsily name them, but everything seems to indicate that it uses these laws for aims and objectives that transcend and always will transcend our understanding.”
― José Saramago

“The person I am now, compared with the person in the dream, has been baffled and defeated and only supposes he enjoys a full life. In the dreams, I see what a full life really consists of, and it is not what I really have.”
― Philip K. Dick

“I love you, I said, but not out loud.”
― Craig Clevenger, The Contortionist's Handbook

“¿Estás jodido?", pregunto.
"No lo sé. Si te soy sincro, será el sexo lo que más echaré de menos. Eso y el tener a alguien, ¿sabes?"
Tommy necesita a la gente mucho más que la mayoría.”
― Irvine Welsh, Trainspotting

“Descansado," he tells me.
"What does that mean?"
"Descansado," Rip says. "It means 'take it easy,'" he whispers, clutching the child next to him.
"Yeah?"
"It means relax.”
― Bret Easton Ellis, Imperial Bedrooms

“Fair enough, that's what most people look for to begin with, but money can be a sliding scale, the more you have, the more you want, the more you need,' McBlane said as he sharpened the ash on the tip of his cigar into a point against the rim of the ashtray. It gave him the appearance of wielding a dagger as he gestured with his cigar holding hand.”
― R.D. Ronald, The Elephant Tree

“All families are psychotic. Everybody has basically the same family - it's just reconfigured slightly different from one to the next.”
― Douglas Coupland, All Families are Psychotic

“Why do I do anything?' she says. 'I'm educated enough to talk myself out of any plan. To deconstruct any fantasy. Explain away any goal. I'm so smart I can negate any dream.”
― Chuck Palahniuk, Choke

“Jim watched them eat, his eyes fixed on every morsel that entered their mouth. When the oldest of the four soldiers had finished he scraped some burnt rice and fish scales from the side of the cooking pot. A first-class private of some forty years, with slow, careful hands, he beckoned Jim forward and handed him his mess tin. As they smoked their cigarettes the Japanese smiled to themselves, watching Jim devour the shreds of fatty rice. It was his first hot food since he had left he hospital, and the heat and greasy flavour stung his gums. Tears swam in his eyes. The Japanese soldier who had taken pity on Jim, recognising that this small boy was starving, began to laugh good-naturedly, and pulled the rubber plug from his metal water-bottle. Jim drank the clear, chlorine-flavoured liquid, so unlike the stagnant water in the taps of the Columbia Road. He choked, carefully swallowed his vomit, and tittered into his hands, grinning at the Japanese. Soon they were all laughing together, sitting back in the deep grass beside the drained swimming-pool.”
― J.G. Ballard , Empire of the Sun

“I think I need a drink.'
'Almost everybody does only they don't know it.”
― Charles Bukowski, Women

“Добро надо избрать. Лишившись возможности выбора, человек перестает быть человеком.”
― Anthony Burgess, A Clockwork Orange

“It was Brian's blood, and for some reason I knew it was pure. No other man I'd held in my arms -and now, not even I- had blood this pure.”
― Scott Heim, Mysterious Skin

“Sometimes it seems to stand still. Like you’re in a bag and you can’t get out and somebody’s always telling you that it will get better with time and time just seems to stand still and laugh at you and your pain.”
― Hubert Selby Jr., Requiem for a Dream

“I want to love someone so selflessly that he would never even think about going away. I suppose that's what most people want. In fact, that's probably why we don't kill one another all the time. Everyone's just a little too lonely to risk it.”
― Dennis Cooper

“- ¿Ha visto usted los periódicos? Los conformistas nos la están preparando buena, ¿no?
- ¿Eh...? Sí..., sí, señor -murmuró Claude.
- Esos cerdos... Ha llegado el momento de espabilarse... Como usted sabe, están todos armados.
- Oh... -dijo Claude.
- Claramente se vio durante el Liberacionamiento. Llevaban armas para llenar camiones. Y, naturalmente, las personas decentes, como usted o como yo, no tenemos armas.
- Muy cierto.
- Usted, ¿no tiene?
- No, señor Saknussem.
- ¿Podría usted agenciarme un revólver? -preguntó Saknussem a quemarropa.
- Es que... -dijo Claude-. Quizás el cuñado de la señora que me alquila la habitación... No sé...
- Perfecto -dijo su jefe-. Cuento con usted, ¿eh? Que tampoco resulte demasiado caro; y con cartuchos, eh. Esos cerdos conformistas... No queda más remedio que ser precavido, ¿eh?
- Indudablemente -dijo Claude.
- Gracias, Léon. Cuento con usted. ¿Cuándo podría traérmelo?
- Tengo que preguntar.
- Por supuesto. Tómese el tiempo que necesite. Si quiere salir un poco antes...
- Oh, no. No merece la pena.
- Perfectamente. Y, por otra parte, cuidado con los borrones, ¿eh? Preocúpese de su trabajo. Qué diablos, no se le paga para no hacer nada.
- Tendré cuidado señor Saknussem -prometió Claude.
- Y llegue a su hora -concluyó el jefe-. Ayer llegó usted con seis minutos de retraso.
- Sin embargo, hoy estaba aquí nueve minutos antes... -dijo Claude.
- Sí -dijo Saknussem-, pero habitualmente llega usted con cuarto de hora de adelanto.”
― Boris Vian, Autumn in Peking

“Holy time in eternity holy eternity in time holy the clocks in space holy the fourth dimension holy the fifth International holy the Angel in Moloch!

Holy the sea holy the desert holy the railroad holy the locomotive holy the visions holy the hallucinations holy the miracles holy the eyeball holy the abyss!

Holy forgiveness! mercy! charity! faith! Holy! Ours! bodies! suffering! magnanimity!

Holy the supernatural extra brilliant intelligent kindness of the soul!”
― Allen Ginsberg, Collected Poems 1947-1997

“Chastity—the most unnatural of all the sexual perversions, he added parenthetically, out of Remy de Gourmont.”
― Aldous Huxley, Eyeless in Gaza

“Impossible, I realize, to enter another’s solitude. If it is true that we can ever come to know another human being, even to a small degree, it is only to the extent that he is willing to make himself known. A man will say: I am cold. Or else he will say nothing, and we will see him shivering. Either way, we will know that he is cold. But what of the man who says nothing and does not shiver? Where all is intractable, here all is hermetic and evasive, one can do no more than observe. But whether one can make sense of what he observes is another matter entirely”
― Paul Auster, The Invention of Solitude

“People can numb themselves, get used to anything.”
― Craig Clevenger, The Contortionist's Handbook