The spirit of the world, the great calm presence of the creator, comes not forth to the sorceries of opium or of wine.

Drugs are a bet with your mind.

A drug for everything is madness. Legal or not, prescribed or not, over-counter under-counter bought for blood on street-corners-every pill separates us from knowing our own completion and from being taught by what's true.

Opiate, n. An unlocked door in the prison of Identity. It leads into the jail yard.

Only the opium eater truly understands the pain of death.

The vaporish cocaine loosens the contours of their lives and sets their bodies adrift, and so they are untouchable.

Drugs are nihilistic: they undermine all values and radically overturn all our ideas about good and evil, what is just and what is unjust, what is permitted and what is forbidden.

Mike Hammer drinks beer and not cognac because I can't spell cognac.

A cap of good acid costs five dollars and for that you can hear the Universal symphony with God singing solo and the Holy Ghost on drums.

Cocaine isn't habit forming and I know because I've been taking it for years.