I left with my canvas bag in which a few fundamental things were packed and took off for the Pacific Ocean with the fifty dollars in my pocket.
I couldn’t take my eyes off the little dark girl and the way, like a queen, she walked around and was even reduced by the sullen bartender to menial tasks such as bringing us drinks and sweeping the b...
I can hear myself whining again 'Why does God torture me?' - But anybody who's never had a delirium tremens even in their early stages may not understand that it's not so much a physical pain but a me...
He was alone in the doorway, digging the street. Bitterness, recriminations, advice, morality, sadness--everything was behind him, and ahead of him was the ragged and ecstatic joy of pure being.
Great laughter rang from all sides. I wondered what the spirit of the Mountain was thinking; and looked up and saw jackpines in the moon, and saw ghosts of old miners, and wondered about it. In the wh...
For when you realized that God is Everything you know that you've got to love everything no matter how bad it is, in the ultimate sense it was neither good nor bad (consider the dust), it was just wha...
For the first time in my life the weather was not something that touched me, that caressed me, froze or sweated me, but became me.
Every now and then a clear harmonic cry gave new suggestions of a tune that would someday be the only tune in the word and would raise mean's souls to joy.
Don't tell them too much about your soul. They're waiting for just that.
Does this mean that frontiers from now on are to be in the imagination?
Because a new love affair always gives hope, the irrational mortal loneliness is always crowned, that thing I saw (that horror of a snake emptiness) when I took the deep iodine deathbreath on the Big...
And though Remi was having worklife problems and bad lovelife with a sharp-tongued woman, he at least had learned to laugh almost better than anyone in the world, and I saw all the fun we were going t...
An art dies when it describes itself instead of life - when it turns from the expression of man's feelings in the void, to a mere description of the void.
All that hitchhikinAll that railroadinAll that comin backto America
All I want from this book is a living, enough money to make a living, buy a farm and some land, work it, write some more, travel a little, and so on.
Ah Japhy you taught me the final lesson of them all, you can't fall off a mountain.
Those who're good stay in Heaven,they've been in Heaven from the beginning
_الكليشيهات بديهيات,وكل البديهيات حقيقية._إذا كنتَ تملك بساطاً فأنت تملك الكثير._لم يسبق لشيئ أن حدث--ولا حتى هذا.!._طوال النهارأرتدي قُبعة لم تكن على راسي._العِظام البشرية ليست سوى خطوط مهدورة عبثاً,...
You have absolutely no regard but yourself and your damned kicks. All you think about is what's hanging between your legs and how much money or fun you can get out of people and then you just throw th...
Yeah man, you know to me a mountain is a Buddha. Think of the patience, hundreds of thousands of years just sittin there bein perfectly perfectly silent and like praying for all living creatures in th...