Jumping from boulder to boulder and never falling, with a heavy pack, is easier than it sounds; you just can't fall when you get into the rhythm of the dance.
Jack KerouacTag: dance rock climbing rhythm hiking boulder
„. . . защото единствените хора за мен са лудите, онези, които са луди за живот, луди за разговори, луди за спасение, онези, които пожелават всичко наведнъж, които никога не се прозяват, нито дрънкат баналности, а горят, горят, горят като приказни жълти фойерверки, разпукват се сред небето, същински звездни паяци, а отвътре блясва синкавата светлина на сърцевината им ... и тогава всички се стъписват: Ауууу!
Jack KerouacIn my madness I was actually in love with her for the few hours it all lasted; it was the same unmistakable ache and stab across the mind, the same sighs, the same pain, and above all the same reluctance and fear to approach.
Jack KerouacWe agreed to love each other madly.
Jack KerouacHe seems to me to be headed for his ideal fate, which is compulsive psychosis dashed with a jigger of psychopathic irresponsibility and violence
Jack KerouacHe wasn't drunk on liquor, just drunk on what he liked - crowds of people milling.
Jack KerouacFor the next week that was all I heard - manana, a lovely word and one that probably means heaven.
Jack KerouacWe tiptoed around each other like heartbreaking new friends.
Jack KerouacIt was a fine night, a warm night, a wine-drinking night, a moony night, and a night to hug your girl and talk and spit and be heavengoing. This we did.
Jack KerouacIf you can't boogie I know I'll show you how.
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