“My manners, abominable at times, can be sweet. As I grew older I became a drunk. Why? Because I like ecstasy of… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
As I grew older I became a drunk. Why? Because I like ecstasy of the mind. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
As far as I'm concerned the only thing to do is sit in a room and get drunk — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
But there's no joy at all, people say "Oh well he's drunk and happy let him sleep it off"--The poor drunkard is… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
I mean, why on earth (outside sickness and hangovers) aren't people continually drunk? I want ecstasy of the mind all the time. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
“I actually got so drunk I wrapped myself around the toilet bowl of the Scollay Square Cafe and got pissed and puked… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
I'm Catholic and I can't commit suicide, but I plan to drink myself to death. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share
The Beat Generation, that was a vision that we had, John Clellon Holmes and I, and Allen Ginsberg in an even wilder way, in… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share
But, outside of being a sweet little girl, she was awfully dumb and capable of doing horrible things. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share
“For when you realized that God is Everything you know that you've got to love everything no matter how bad it is, in the… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share
“I'm an idealist who has outgrown my idealism I have nothing to do the rest of my life but do it and the rest… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share
“And in the flush of the first few days of joy I confidently tell myself (not expecting what I'll do in three weeks only)… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share
I want a blaze of light to flame in me forever in a timeless, dear love of everything. And why should I pretend to… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share
“For the next week that was all I heard - manana, a lovely word and one that probably means heaven.” — Jack Kerouac Copy Share
“O how wonderful life is, how miraculous, God made this and God made that", "how do you know he doesn't hate what He did:… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share
Notoriety and public confession in the literary form is a frazzler of the heart you were born with, believe me. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share
“The hot water pools are steaming, Fagan and Monsanto and the others are all sitting peacefully up to their necks, they're all naked, but… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share
