What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks disappearing? – It’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s goodbye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies. — Jack Kerouac, On The Road. (Penguin Books December 28, 1976)… Continue reading Jack Kerouac
It all ends in tears anyway. — Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums. (Penguin Books; Reissue edition May 27, 1976) Originally published 1958.
There was nowhere to go but everywhere, so just keep on rolling under the stars. — Jack Kerouac, On the Road. (Penguin Books December 28, 1976) Oribinally published September 5th 1957.
Here Holy Spain has sent the blood- heart sacrifice Aztecs of Mexico a picture of tenderness and pity, saying, “This you would do to Man? I am the Son of Man, I am of Man, I am Man and this you would do to Me, Who Am Man and God—I am God, and you would… Continue reading Jack Kerouac
I wonder why our life must quiver between beauty and guilt, consummation and sadness, desire and regret, immortality and tattered moments unknowable, truth and beautiful meaningful lies. – Jack Kerouac, Windblown World: The Journals of Jack Kerouac 1947-1954 (Viking Adult, 2004)
On soft Spring nights I’ll stand in the yard under the stars – Something good will come out of all things yet – And it will be golden and eternal just like that – There’s no need to say another word. ― Jack Kerouac, Big Sur. (Penguin Books June 1, 1992) Originally published 1962.
No man should go through life without once experiencing healthy, even bored solitude in the wilderness, finding himself depending solely on himself and thereby learning his true and hidden strength. Learning for instance, to eat when he’s hungry and sleep when he’s sleepy. — Jack Kerouac, Lonesome Traveller, (Mayflower 1968)