When you start separating people from their rivers, what have you got? Bureaucracy! Jack Kerouac More Quotes by Jack Kerouac More Quotes From Jack Kerouac Life is life, and kind is kind Jack Kerouac kindlife-is The beauty of things must be that they end. Jack Kerouac endswisdom As far as I'm concerned the only thing to do is sit in a room and get drunk Jack Kerouac drunkwisdomrooms ..and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didnt know who I was Jack Kerouac road-lifemomentsknows And I will die, and you will die, and we all will die, and even the stars will fade out one after another in time. Jack Kerouac fadesdiesstars Oh my God, sociability is just a big smile and a big smile is nothing but teeth, I wish I could just stay up here and rest and be kind." But somebody brought up some wine and that started me off. Jack Kerouac teethwinewish If critics say your work stinks it's because they want it to stink and they can make it stink by scaring you into conformity with their comfortable little standards. Standards so low that they can no longer be considered "dangerous" but set in place in their compartmental understandings. Jack Kerouac powerfulwisdomart The taste of rain -- Why kneel? Jack Kerouac tasterain The sun goes down long and red. All the magic names of the valley unrolled - Manteca, Madera, all the rest. Soon it got dusk, a grapy dusk, a purple dusk over tangerine groves and long melon field; the sun the color of pressed grapes, slashed with burgundy red, the fields the color of love and Spanish mysteries. I stuck my head out the window and took deep breaths of the fragant air. It was the most beautiful of all moments. Jack Kerouac colorairbeautiful And as far as I can see the world is too old for us to talk about it with our new words. Jack Kerouac new-wordsi-canworld My aunt once said that the world would never find peace until men fell at their women's feet and asked for forgiveness. Jack Kerouac auntwisdommen Soon it got dusk, a grapy dusk, a purple dusk over tangerine groves and long melon fields; the sun the color of pressed grapes, slashed with burgandy red, the fields the color of love and Spanish mysteries. Jack Kerouac purplesunsetcolor The air was soft, the stars so fine, the promise of every cobbled alley so great, that I thought I was in a dream. Jack Kerouac starsairdream Boys and girls in America have such a sad time together; sophistication demands that they submit to sex immediately without proper preliminary talk. Not courting talk - real straight talk about souls, for life is holy and every moment is precious. Jack Kerouac girlrealsex The bus roared on. I was going home in October. Everybody goes home in October. Jack Kerouac going-homeoctoberhome This is the story of America. Everybody's doing what they think they're supposed to do. Jack Kerouac 4th-of-julyamericathinking Something good will come out of all things yet — And it will be golden and eternal just like that. Jack Kerouac good-willall-things Something that you feel will find its own form. Jack Kerouac formwritingfeels The first sip [of tea] is joy, the second is gladness, the third is serenity, the fourth is madness, the fifth is ecstasy. Jack Kerouac serenityteajoy Avoid the world, it's just a lot of dust and drag and means nothing in the end. Jack Kerouac dustmeanworld
