“His face was lined with suffering in which his eyes did not participate. It was a suffering of his cells alone. He himself - the conscious ego that looked out of the glazed, alert-calm hoodlum eyes - would have nothing to do with this suffering of his rejected other self, a suffering of nervous system, of flesh and viscera cells.”
-William S. Burroughs, Junky
Source: wordsarefornerds
Originally from Words are for Nerds.