You spend a whole life of non-interference with the wishes of others, including politicians and the rich, and nobody bothers you and you cut along and make it your own way.
Yeah, I said, but you're an artist. You don't believe in decency and honesty and gratitude. Where shall we eat?
What's your road, man? - holyboy road, madman road, rainbow road, guppy road, any road. It's an anywhere road for anybody anyhow. Where body how?
What are you going to do with yourself, Ed? I asked. I don’t know, he said. I just go along. I dig life.
We were so used to traveling we had to walk all over Long Island, but there was no more land, just the Atlantic Ocean, and we could only go so far.
We lay on our backs looking at the ceiling and wondering what God had wrought when he made life so sad and disinclined.
We also spent entire nights in bed and I told her my dreams. I told her about the big snake of the world that was coiled in the earth like a worm in an apple and would someday nudge up a hill to be th...
We all agree it's too big to keep up with, that we're surrounded by life, that we'll never understand it, so we center it all in by swigging Scotch from the bottle and when it's empty I run out of the...
Though the flesh be bugged, the circumstances of existence are still pretty glorious.
Then a complete silence fell over everybody; where once Dean would have talked his way out, he now fell silent himself, but standing in front of everybody, ragged and broken and idiotic, right under t...
The smog was heavy, my eyes were weeping from it, the sun was hot, the air stank, a regular hell is L.A.
The page is long, blank, and full of truth. When I am through with it, it shall probably be long, full, and empty with words.
The bus roared through Indiana cornfields that night; the moon illuminated the ghostly gathered husks; it was almost Halloween. I made the acquaintance of a girl and we necked all the way to Indianapo...
The bus roared on. I was going home in October. Everybody goes home in October.
Smith, I distrust any kind of Buddhism or any kinda philosophy or social system that puts down sex said Japhy (Gary Snyder)
Out on the road outside Cheyenne Wells a great argument developed between Pomeray and Old Bull as to whether they were going to buy a little whiskey or lot of wine, one being a wino, the other an alco...
Mexican LonelinessAnd I am an unhappy strangergrooking in the streets of Mexico-My friends have died on me, mylovers disappeared, my whores banned,my bed rocked and heaved byearthquake - and no holy w...
It'll take you eternities to get rid of me,' she adds sadly, which makes me jealous, I want her to say I'll never get rid of her - I wanta be chased till eternity till I catch her.
It was a joy, though, to get down into the valley and lose sight of all that open sky space underneath everything and finally, as it got graying five o'clocking, about a hundred yards from the other b...
I realised either I was crazy or the world was crazy; and I picked on the world.And of course I was right.