A Quote by William S. Burroughs

No one owns life, but anyone who can pick up a frying pan owns death. — © William S. Burroughs
No one owns life, but anyone who can pick up a frying pan owns death.
If Facebook owns social, if LinkedIn owns business, who owns your health?
He who owns the soil, owns up to the sky.
FRYING-PAN, n. One part of the penal apparatus employed in that punitive institution, a woman's kitchen. The frying-pan was invented by Calvin, and by him used in cooking span-long infants that had died without baptism; and observing one day the horrible torment of a tramp who had incautiously pulled a fried babe from the waste-dump and devoured it, it occurred to the great divine to rob death of its terrors by introducing the frying-pan into every household in Geneva. Thence it spread to all corners of the world, and has been of invaluable assistance in the propagation of his sombre faith.
Socialism, technically, is when the government owns the means of production. And they don't yet. I mean they own a couple car companies and they're mucking that up. But fascism is where the private sector still owns businesses but the government runs it.
No man actually owns a fortune. It owns him.
Nobody owns comedy. Nobody owns a premise. Nobody owns an idea.
The saga of a nation is the saga of its families written large. And whoever owns the family owns the future.
Nobody at CNBC owns gold. Nobody at Bloomberg owns gold. Gold is being constantly talked down by the media, and Fed officials, and economists, who also don't own any gold. They're all stocked up in equities.
Chris Brown owns 14 of my belts. Swizz Beatz owns a zillion of my belts. They were supporting me before I was even anybody.
It's not going to be sitting there producing The Apprentice. I can assure you of that. It's something that [Donald Trump] owns. It's a title he owns, but I'm telling you he's going to be 100 percent focused in the White House.
Whilst the rights of all as persons are equal, in virtue of their access to reason, their rights in property are very unequal. Oneman owns his clothes, and another owns a country.
If I cannot give consent to my own death, whose body is this? Who owns my life?
I don't necessarily view death as something negative. Death gives meaning to life. Living in fear of death is living in denial. Actually, it's not really living at all, because there is no life without death. It's two sides of the one. You can't pick up one side and say, I'm just going to use the 'heads' side. No. It doesn't work like that. You have to pick up both sides because nothing is promised to anyone in this world besides death.
No city owns me, you know what I'm saying? I'm from New York, but no city owns me. Nobody can bottle up my sound and box me in. Yes, I am a rapper, but am I a New York rapper? No. I am from New York, I love New York to death, but I will not conform myself to one place, no.
Alexander Graham Bell brought us the telephone. He owns the telephones in the buildings. Thomas Edison owns the lightbulb. Whether they took it and did things to improve it, he's the guy. Now on the dance floor, that belongs to Chubby Checker.
He is rich who owns the day, and no one owns the day who allows it to be invaded with fret and anxiety.
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