I dunno, remember when we were in East St. Louis with George, and Jack you said you'd love those beautiful dancing girls if you knew they would live forever as beautiful as they are? (p. 173)
He knew the road would getmore interesting, especially ahead, always ahead.
Go moan for man. It's the pathos of people that gets us down, all the lovers in this dream.
Finding Nirvana is like locating silence.
Can I make you happier with powder on my chest? Do you need a thousand movie shows? Sixteen million people to ride the bus with, hit the stop—I shoulda never let you go away from home— Rich lips brood...
Better to sleep in an uncomfortable bed free, than sleep in a comfortable bed unfree.
Be in love with your life, every detail of it.
I've been reading whitman, you know what he says, cheer up slaves, and horrify foreign despots, he means that's the attitude for the bard, the zen lunacy bard of old desert paths, see the whole thing...
All I wanted to do was sneak out into the night and disappear somewhere, and go and find out what everybody was doing all over the country.
Two keen minds that they are, they took to each other at the drop of a hat. Two piercing eyes glanced into two piercing eyes--the holy con-man with the shining mind, and the sorrowful poetic con-man w...
This was a manuscript of the night we couldn’t read.
Then it's goodbye, Sangsara for meBesides, girls aren't as good as they lookAnd Samadhi is better than you thinkWhen it starts in hitting your headIn with Buzz of glittergoldHeaven's Angels, wailing,...
The taste
The old tree brooded over me silently, a living thing. I heard a mouse snoring in the garden weeds. The rooftops of Berkeley looked like pitiful living meat sheltering grieving phantoms from the enter...
The more ups and downs, the more joy I feel. The greater the fear, the greater the happiness I feel.
Suddenly I found myself on Times Square. I had traveled eight thousand miles around the American continent and I was back on Times Square; and right in the middle of a rush hour, too, seeing with my i...
Stare deep into the world before you as if it were the void: innumerable holy ghosts, buddhies, and savior gods there hide, smiling. All the atoms emitting light inside wavehood, there is no personal...
Something, someone, some spirit was pursuing all of us across the desert of life and was bound to catch us before we reached heaven. Naturally, now that I look back on it, this is only death: death wi...
Somebody had tipped the American continent like a pinball machine and all the goofballs had come rolling to LA in the southwest corner. I cried for all of us. There was no end to the American sadness...
So easy in the woods to daydream and pray to the local spirits and say Allow me to stay here, I only want peace and those foggy peaks answer back mutely Yes