Jack Kerouac Quote

I am no writer. Her sparkling eyes made my fingers write words in the sand, Her radiant smile made my pen write words in the air. Her beautiful soul made my typewriter type poems for eternity. I am no...

The paper is my savior, the pen my blood, to words that shed my world.

We swallowed the chaos because we knew we didn't want to be ordinary.

It was never about the world being too big, it was more like she was too much for the world to handle.

Suddenly, everything was beautiful. The way she viewed the world was nothing more but a reflection of herself.

She was broken from moment to moment, watching her world collide she felt lost inside herself. She fell apart for a passion that flamed beneath her. She waited and died a hundred times, it dripped fro...

She was a beautiful dreamer. The kind of girl, who kept her head in the clouds, loved above the stars and left regret beneath the earth she walked on.

If I lived a million lives, I would've felt a million feelings and I still would've fallen a million times for you.

To love is to soar in the wild unexpectedly.

The seed of our love will always cube within the wonder of infinite.