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.
في النهاية.المُتشرد لديه سبب للبكاء,كل شيئ في هذا العالم مُوجه ضده._فجأةَ بدأت إدرك أن الجميع في أمريكا لصوص بالفطرة._والنجوم كانت نُدف ثلج زائفة._لقد إتفقنا أن يُحب كلٌ من الأخر بجنون._لأن العالم بلي...
All day long
You can't live in this world but there's no where else to go.
This world is the movie of what everything is, it is one movie, made of the same stuff throughout, belonging to nobody, which is what everything is.
The world ain't so bad, when you got Japhies, I thought, and felt glad. All the aching muscles and the hunger in my belly were bad enough, and the surroundant dark rocks, the fact that there is nothin...
The earth will always be the same - only cities and history will change, even nations will change, governments and governors will go, the things made by men's hands will go, buildings will always crum...
The details are the life of it, I insist, say everything on your mind, don’t hold back, don’t analyze or anything as you go along, say it out.
The bartenders are the regular band of Jack, and the heavenly drummer who looks up to the sky with blue eyes, with a beard, is wailing beer-caps of bottles and jamming on the cash register and everyth...
The American police are involved in psychological warfare against those Americans who don’t frighten them with imposing papers and threats. It’s a Victorian police force; it peers out of musty windows...
She spoke of evenings in the country making popcorn on the porch. Once this would have gladdened my heart but because her heart was not glad when she said it I knew there was nothing in it but the ide...
See the whole thing is a world full of rucksack wanderers, Dharma Bums refusing to subscribe to the general demand that they consume production and therefore have to work for the privilege of consumin...
Pain or love or danger makes you real again....
One look at the officials in the American Consulate where we went for dreary paper routines was enough to make you realize what was wrong with American 'diplomacy' throughout the Fellaheen world: - st...
Old Dean's gone, I thought, and out loud I said, He'll be all right.And off we went to the sad and disinclined concert for which I had no stomach and all the time I was thinking of Dean and how he got...
Oh what was the racket that backeted and smashed in raging might, to make this oil-puddle world?
O Rosey,why don't you stay just homeand eat chocolate barsand read Boswellall this society-izing will bring you nothing but lines of anxiety on your face -- and a sociable smile ain't nothing but teet...
My witness is the empty sky. My reward is the perfect blue sky at dawn in the desert in a bird-resounding riverbottom grove.
LA is the loneliest and most brutal of American cities; NY gets god-awful cold in the winter but there's a feeling of wacky comradeship somewhere in some streets. LA is a jungle.
It's only through form that we can realize emptiness