The fact that everybody in the world dreams every night ties all mankind together. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
I told Terry I was leaving. She had been thinking about it all night and was resigned to it. Emotionlessly she kissed… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Genius gives birth, talent delivers. What Rembrandt or Van Gogh saw in the night can never be seen again. Born writers of… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
And when the fog's over and the stars and the moon come out at night it'll be a beautiful sight. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Thinking of the stars night after night I begin to realize 'The stars are words' and all the innumerable worlds in the… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Genius gives birth, talent delivers. What Rembrandt or Van Gogh saw in the night can never be seen again. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
all I wanted to do was sneak out into the night and disappear somewhere, and go and find out what everybody was… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
At lilac evening I walked with every muscle aching among the lights of 27th and Welton in the Denver colored section, wishing… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
The bus roared through Indiana cornfields that night; the moon illuminated the ghostly gathered husks; it was almost Halloween. I made the… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Ah, it was a fine night, a warm night, a wine-drinking night, a moony night, and a night to hug your girl… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
“And at night the river flows, it bears pale stars on the holy water, some sink like veils, some show like fish,… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
On soft Spring nights I'll stand in the yard under the stars - Something good will come out of all things yet… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
At night in this part of the West the stars, as I had seen them in Wyoming, were as big as Roman… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
I pictured myself in a Denver bar that night, with all the gang, and in their eyes I would be strange and… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
At night I closed my eyes and saw my bones threading the mud of my grave. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
We fumed and screamed in our mountain nook, mad drunken Americans in the mighty land. We were on the roof of America… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Night is longer than day for those who dream & day is longer than night for those who make their dreams comes true. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
The yard was full of tomato plants about to ripen, and mint, mint, everything smelling of mint, and one fine old tree… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Last night I walked clear down to Times Square & just as I arrived I suddenly realized I was a ghost -… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
I realized these were all the snapshots which our children would look at someday with wonder, thinking their parents had lived smooth,… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
One night I realized that when you give people understanding and encouragement a funny little meek childish look abashes their eyes, no… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This… — 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
