Quotes from Oscar Zeta Acosta

And the truth of the matter is that death is a mystery to me. I have no opinion on the subject.

I heard the opening bar of 'Help' as I headed down Polk Street. Every single time I've heard that tune I've taken it as some message from God, a warning of things to come, a perfect description of my mashed-potato character

LA VIDA NO ES LA QUE VIVIMOS. LA VIDA ES EL HONOR Y EL RECUERDO. POR ESO MAS VALE MORIR CON EL PUEBLO VIVO, Y NO VIVIR CON EL PUEBLO MUERTO. Life is not as it seems, Life is pride and personal history. Thus it is better that one die and that the people should live, rahter than one live and the people should die. ~Lopitos

A hippie is like a cockroach. So are the beatniks. So are the Chicanos. We're all around, Judge. And judges do not pick us to serve on Grand Juries

And when he roared into your driveway at night, you knew he was bringing music, whether you wanted it or not.

What most people don't understand about lawyers is that they're all scared shitless to actually fight with one another.

And the truth of the matter is that death is a mystery to me. I have no opinion on the subject.

Firewater brings out the real brownness of this buffalo.

high-powered mutant of some kind who was never even considered for mass production. He was too weird to live and too rare to die.… Hunter

All through schools, jobs, and bumming, I haven't even held the hand of a Mexican woman, excepting whores who are all the same anyhow

my new name, Buffalo Zeta Brown. General Zeta was the hero of an old movie classic…A combination of Zapata and Villa and Maria Felix as the femme fatale

Do they realize who I am? Don't you know I can eat the God-damned hottest fucking hot sauce in the world.

The broads are fantastic…the bulging breasts of these savage wenches who move with graceful twists. Since I have come to L.A. I have not touched a woman of my own culture. I swallow my milk and feel my pants bursting with heat

shit, I'll show these fuckers! We'll see who can take fucking drugs. Do they realize who I am? Don't you know I can eat the God-damned hottest fucking hot sauce in the world.

Seven fine broads are at his side. They sing songs of the Mexican Revolution which they learned from their grandmothers

Here a young girl in high heels wears a bikini, a blue bikini, with blonde hair. Standing next to her is a girl as young as Rosalie, in a mini-skirt and a strap over her little red nipples

It seemed that twenty-five thousand Chicanos had marched down Whittier Boulevard. But what had started as a protest against the burning of peasants in Vietnam turned into a massive public declaration by fire of their own existence

The only action on the street was booze and hot cunt.

the man was never comfortable unless he was in the company of people who were crazier than he was.

We drove it to the panhandle to listen to Jerry Garcia and The Grateful Dead in the first round of those Love-Ins the hippies had in the late 60's.

standing tall on his own hind legs in the cockpit of a fifty-foot black cigarette boat with a silver Uzi in one hand and a magnum of smack in the other, always running ninety miles an hour with no lights and howling Old Testament gibberish at the top of his bleeding lungs.…

Wisdom should be freely available to all men without smart-alecky impediments

Ginsberg and those coffee houses with hungry-looking guitar players never did mean shit to me. They never took their drinking seriously.

In the summer of '67, as a buffalo on the run