The bus roared on. I was going home in October. Everybody goes home in October. Jack Kerouac More Quotes by Jack Kerouac More Quotes From Jack Kerouac A sociable smile is nothing but a mouth full of teeth. Jack Kerouac sociable teeth mouths He seems to me to be headed for his ideal fate, which is compulsive psychosis dashed with a jigger of psychopathic irresponsibility and violence Jack Kerouac psychosis fate violence In all this welter of women I still hadn't got one for myself, not that I was trying too hard, but sometimes I felt lonely to see everybody paired off and having a good time and all I did was curl up in my sleeping bag in the rosebushes and sigh and say bah. For me it was just red wine in my mouth and a pile of firewood Jack Kerouac wine lonely sleep I realized either I was crazy or the world was crazy; and I picked on the world. And of course I was right. Jack Kerouac i-realized crazy world You aren't ever going to be anything in this world unless you do what you want to do, when you want to do it--don't plan anything, just go out and do it. Jack Kerouac plans want world No fear or shame in the dignity of yr experience, language & knowledge Jack Kerouac dignity language writing If moderation is a fault, then indifference is a crime. Jack Kerouac empathy faults wisdom It seemed like a matter of minutes when we began rolling in the foothills before Oakland and suddenly reached a height and saw stretched out ahead of us the fabulous white city of San Francisco on her eleven mystic hills with the blue Pacific and its advancing wall of potato-patch fog beyond, and smoke and goldenness in the late afternoon of time. Jack Kerouac fog wall blue The Beat Generation, that was a vision that we had, John Clellon Holmes and I, and Allen Ginsberg in an even wilder way, in the late forties, of a generation of crazy, illuminated hipsters suddenly rising and roaming America, serious, bumming and hitchhiking everywhere, ragged, beatific, beautiful in an ugly graceful new way. Jack Kerouac hipster crazy beautiful We agreed to love each other madly. Jack Kerouac love-each-other I realized that I had died and been reborn numberless times but just didn't remember because the transitions from life to death and back are so ghostly easy, a magical action for naught, like falling asleep and waking up again a million times, the utter casualness and deep ignorance of it. Jack Kerouac ignorance death fall While looking for the light, you may suddenly be devoured by the darkness and find the true light Jack Kerouac light darkness may And when the fog's over and the stars and the moon come out at night it'll be a beautiful sight. Jack Kerouac stars moon beautiful Forgive everyone for your own sins and be sure to tell them you love them which you do. Jack Kerouac forgiving sin wisdom As I grew older I became a drunk. Why? Because I like ecstasy of the mind. Jack Kerouac grew drunk mind my karma was to be born in America where nobody has any fun or believes in anything, especially freedom. Jack Kerouac karma fun believe It always makes me proud to love the world somehow- hate's so easy compared. Jack Kerouac hate wisdom world LA is the loneliest and most brutal of American cities. Jack Kerouac brutal los-angeles cities It all ends in tears anyway. Jack Kerouac tears ends wisdom I'm writing this book because we're all going to die. Jack Kerouac wisdom writing book
