Ah Japhy you taught me the final lesson of them all, you can't fall off a mountain. Jack Kerouac More Quotes by Jack Kerouac More Quotes From Jack Kerouac A man who allows wild passion to arise within, himself burns his heart, then after burning adds the wind that thereto which ignites the fire again, or not, as the case may be. Jack Kerouac passionheartmen You'd be surprised how little I knew even up to yesterday Jack Kerouac wisdomyesterdaylittles You can't teach the old maestro a new tune. Jack Kerouac maestroteachtunes For life is holy and every moment is precious. Jack Kerouac suitcasesmomentslife-is Man, wow, there's so many things to do, so many things to write! How to even begin to get it all down and without modified restraints and all hung-up on like literary inhibitions and grammatical fears. Jack Kerouac down-andwritingmen ...notice how he will come to manhood with his own particular soul bespeaking itself through the windows which are his eyes, and such lovely eyes surely do prophesy and indicate the loveliest of souls. Jack Kerouac lovelyeyesoul I'm Catholic and I can't commit suicide, but I plan to drink myself to death. Jack Kerouac suicidedrinkingbeer and silence is the golden mountain Jack Kerouac goldenmountainsilence Walking on water wasn't built in a day. Jack Kerouac walking-on-waterwalkingwater She brooded and bit her rich lips: my soul began its first sink into her, deep, heady, lost; like drowning in a witches' brew, Keltic, sorcerous, starlike. Jack Kerouac lipssoulfirsts One night I realized that when you give people understanding and encouragement a funny little meek childish look abashes their eyes, no matter what they've been doing they weren't sure it was right - lambies all over the world. Jack Kerouac encouragementeyenight You are the equal of the idol who has given you your inspiration Jack Kerouac giveninspirationidols I have been writing my heart out all my life, but only getting a living out of it now.... ... it's not a question of the merit of art, but a question of spontaneity and sincerity and joy I say. I would like everybody in the world to tell his full life confession and tell it his own way and then we'd have something to read in our old age. Jack Kerouac writingjoyart I'd better be a poet Jack Kerouac layspoet I was amazed by the fact that I was not the only writer living, not the only young man "with a locomotive in his chest, and that's a fact," not the only youth with a million hungers and not one of them appeasable, not the only one who is lonely among multitudes, and does not know why. Jack Kerouac lonelydoemen But they need to worry and betray time with urgencies false and otherwise, purely anxious and whiny, their souls really won't be at peace unless they can latch to an established and proven worry and having once found it they assume facial expressions to fit and go with it, which is, you see, unhappiness, and all the time it all flies by them and they know it and that too worries them no end. Jack Kerouac soulexpressionworry I'm right there, swimming the river of hardships but I know how to swim. Jack Kerouac hardshipswimmingrivers There are worse things than being mad. Jack Kerouac being-madmadwisdom I suddenly discovered the delight of rebellion. Jack Kerouac rebelliondelight In 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 Kerouac madnesspainmind
