“Our radio plays rhythm and blues as we pass the joint back and forth in jutjawed silence both looking ahead with big private thoughts now so vast we can't communicate them anymore and if we tried it would take a… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Our radio plays rhythm and blues as we pass the joint back and forth in jutjawed silence both looking ahead with big private thoughts now so vast we can't communicate them anymore and if we tried it would take a… — 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 Image
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 Image
But, outside of being a sweet little girl, she was awfully dumb and capable of doing horrible things. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“For the next week that was all I heard - manana, a lovely word and one that probably means heaven.” — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
“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 Image
Notoriety and public confession in the literary form is a frazzler of the heart you were born with, believe me. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
I promise I shall never give up, and that I'll die yelling & laughing. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
“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 Image
