I prefer cats to people, for the most part. Most people aren't cute,& if they are cute they rapidly outgrow it
Poverty, hatred, war, police-criminals, bureaucracy, insanity, all symptoms of The Human Virus.
We are the cats inside. We are the cats who cannot walk alone, and for us there is only one place.
I don't know what falling in love for me is. The concept of romantic love arose in the Middle Ages. Now remember, the Arabs don't even have a word for love—that is, a word for love apart from physical...
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.
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.
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 an...
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.
O death where is thy sting? The man is never on time...
Whether you sniff it smoke it eat it or shove it up your ass the result is the same: addiction.
A paranoid is someone who knows a little of what's going on.
In deep sadness there is no place for sentimentality.
Happiness is a byproduct of function, purpose, and conflict those who seek happiness for itself seek victory without war.
The face of evil is always the face of total need. A dope fiend is a man in total need of dope. Beyond a certain frequency need knows absolutely no limit or control. In the words of total need: Wouldn...
Cat hate reflects an ugly, stupid, loutish, bigoted spirit. There can be no compromise with this Ugly Spirit.
Thinking is not enough. There is no final enough of wisdom, experience - any... thing.
You must learn to exist with no religion, no country, no allies. You must learn to live alone in silence.
When you stop growing you start dying.
As a young child I wanted to be a writer because writers were rich and famous. They lounged around Singapore and Rangoon smoking opium in a yellow pongee silk suit. They sniffed cocaine in Mayfair and...
There is no intensity of love or feeling that does not involve the risk of crippling hurt. It is a duty to take this risk, to love and feel without defense or reserve.