Kerouac: You're ruining American poetry, O'Hara.
O'Hara: That's more than you ever did for it, Kerouac
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Besides, all my New York friends were in the negative, nightmare position of putting down society and giving their tired bookish or political or psychoanalytical reasons, but Dean just raced in society, eager for bread and love.
Jack KerouacMots clés kerouac
If I'm still wistful about On the Road, I look on the rest of the Kerouac oeuvre--the poems, the poems!--in horror. Read Satori in Paris lately? But if I had never read Jack Kerouac's horrendous poems, I never would have had the guts to write horrendous poems myself. I never would have signed up for Mrs. Safford's poetry class the spring of junior year, which led me to poetry readings, which introduced me to bad red wine, and after that it's all just one big blurry condemned path to journalism and San Francisco.
Sarah VowellMots clés poetry writing kerouac 49
Something that you feel will find its own form.
Jack KerouacMots clés kerouac
I became intent on saving him through showing him that he was loved.
Joyce JohnsonMots clés love sacrifice hopeless kerouac rescue-mentality
Somewhere along the line, the pearl would be handed to me.
Jack KerouacMots clés on-the-road kerouac pearl
He had never felt anything like that before - yet somehow he knew that from now on he would always feel like that, always, and something caught at his throat as he realized what a strange sad adventure life might get to be, strange and sad and still much more beautiful and amazing than he could ever have imagined because it was so really, strangely sad.
Jack KerouacMots clés kerouac
Suppose we suddenly wake up and see that what we thought to be this and that, ain't this and that at all?
Jack KerouacMots clés kerouac beat-generation
I have tonight begun reading a stupid, shitty book by Kerouac called Big Sur, and I would give a ball to wake up tomorrow on some empty ridge with a herd of beatniks grazing in the clearing about 200 yards below the house. And then to squat with the big boomer and feel it on my shoulder with the smell of grease and powder and, later, a little blood.
Hunter S. ThompsonMots clés letters criticism correspondence hunting kerouac big-sur beatnik 1962
I was always aware that Jack loved women not only for their bodies but for the stories that came into being as they interacted with him--they were part of his "road," the infinite range of experience that always had to remain open to fuel his work.
Joyce JohnsonMots clés love writers memoir kerouac pisces
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