Jack Kerouac Quotes

In one sense the drinker learns wisdom, in the words of Goethe or Blake or whichever it was The pathway to wisdom lies through excess (p. 113)

I have such a hopeless dream of walking or being there at night, nothing happens, I just pass, everything is unbearably over with.

Sweet life continues in the breeze, in the golden fields.

I like too many things and get confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop.

When you've understood this scripture, throw it away. If you can't understand this scripture, throw it away. I insist on your freedom.

All our best men are laughed at in this nightmare land.

Great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and popular opinion.

Trails are like that: you're floating along in a Shakespearean Arden paradise and expect to see nymphs and flute boys, then suddenly you're struggling in a hot broiling sun of hell in dust and nettles...

And I go home having lost her love. And write this book.

My eyes were glued on lifeand they were full of tears.

Because he was always tremendously generated towards complete relationship with his women to the point where they ended up in one convoluted octopus mess of souls and tears and fellatio and hotel room...

So shut up, live, travel, adventure, bless and don't be sorry

I'd rather be thin than famousbut I'm fatpaste that in your broadway show

Il mondo mi deve un paio di cose.

The only people for me are the mad ones the ones who are mad to live mad to talk mad to be saved . . . the ones who never yawn and say a commonplace thing but burn burn burn like fabulous yello...

It was a rainy night. It was the myth of a rainy night.

I wasn't scare, I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost.

Let me sing the beauty of my Maggie. Legs:--the knees attached to the thighs, knees shiny, thighs like milk. Arms:--the levers of my content, the serpents of my joy. Back:--the sight of that in a stra...

You boys going to get somewhere, or just going?" We didn't understand his question, and it was a damned good question.

One man practicing kindness in the wilderness is worth all the temples this world pulls.