Let a politician die, and his worst enemies will stand up on the ?oor of the House and utter pious lies in his honour, but a writer or artist must be sniffed at, at least if he is any good. [E]ven stupidity is better than totalitarianism.
As a young child Audrey Carsons wanted to be writers 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 they penetrated forbidden swamps with a faithful native boy and lived in the native quarter of Tangier smoking hashish and languidly caressing a pet gazelle.William S. Burroughs