The cause of the world's woe is birth, the cure of the world's woe is a bent stick.
Jack KerouacRoaring dreams take place in a perfectly silent mind. Now that we know this, throw the raft away.
Jack KerouacDon't use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry.
Jack KerouacTags: poetry
Not only was there no traffic but the rain came down in buckets and I had no shelter. I had to run under some pines to take cover; this did no good; I began crying and swearing and socking myself on the head for being such a damn fool.
Jack KerouacRay, what you got to do is go climb a mountain...
Jack KerouacTags: inspirational
It was my dream that screwed up, the stupid hearthside idea that it would be wonderful to follow one great red line across America instead of trying various roads and routes.
Jack KerouacHappy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swigging wine, spitting, jumping, running—that's the way to live. All alone and free in the soft sands of the beach by the sigh of the sea out there, with the Ma-Wink fallopian virgin warm stars reflecting on the outer channel fluid belly waters. And if your cans are redhot and you can't hold them in your hands, just use good old railroad gloves, that's all.
Jack KerouacI heard the Denver and Rio Grande locomotives howling off in to the mountains. I wanted to pursue my star further.
Jack KerouacTags: on-the-road
Love is all.
Jack KerouacI like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.
Jack KerouacTags: on-the-road sal-paradise
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