“Dean watched her quietly as a storm of confusion whirled through his mind. What he could say to comfort her right now eluded him as words lingered beyond the grasp of his thoughts. He resigned himself to the fact there… — Jill Thrussell Copy Share Image
Marylou was watching Dean as she had watched him clear across the country and back, out of the corner of her eye--with a sullen, sad air, as though she wanted to cut off his head and hide it in her… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
