I am always thinking 'What am I doing here? Is this the way I am supposed to feel?' — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Oftentimes an originator of new language forms is called 'pretentious' by jealous talents. But it ain’t whatcha write, it’s the way atcha… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
This was really the way my whole road experience began, and the things that were to come are too fantastic not to… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
I loved the way she said 'LA'; I love the way everybody says 'LA' on the Coast; it's their one and only… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
I have fallen in love with you, God. Take care of us all, one way or the other. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Ah, life is a gate, a way, a path to Paradise anyway, why not live for fun and joy and love or… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Down on the lake rosy reflections of celestial vapor appeared, and I said, "God, I love you" and looked to the sky… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
And this is the way a novel gets written, in ignorance, fear, sorrow, madness, and a kind of psychotic happiness as an… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
It no longer makes me cry and die and tear myself to see her go because everything goes away from me like… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swigging wine, spitting, jumping, running -- that's the… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
I can't think of anybody...who knows the sum and substance of what I know and feel and cry about in my secret… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
and I shudder sometimes to think of all that stellar mystery of how she IS going to get me in a future… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Life was dense, dark, ancient. They watched Dean, serious and insane at his raving wheel, with eyes of hawks. All had their… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
I am writing this book because we're all going to die - In the loneliness of my own life, my father dead,… — 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
Life was dense, dark, ancient. They watched Dean, serious and insane at his raving wheel, with eyes of hawks. All had their… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
In those days he really didn't know what he was talking about; that is to say, he was a young jailkid all… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
I have been writing my heart out all my life, but only getting a living out of it now… ... it's not… — 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
The words are clear as in the reflection of the world on the water. Therefore write the Word at once, everywhere, from… — 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… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Way far back in the beginning of the world was the whirlwind warning that we could all be blown away like chips… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
I could hear Dean, blissful and blabbering and frantically rocking. Only a guy who's spent five years in jail can go to… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swigging wine, spitting, jumping, running—that's the way to… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
One fast move or I'm gone,' I realize, gone the way of the last three years of drunken hopelessness which is 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
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
