My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.
Write in recollection and amazement for yourself.
Why did I allow myself to be bored ever in the past and to compensate for it got high or drunk or rages or all the tricks people have because they want anything but serene understanding of just what t...
Vinny's was the scene of suicide hookies.
The road must eventually lead to the whole world.
The road must eventually lead to the whole world. Ain't nowhere else it can go - right?
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but bu...
Si seguis asi vais a volveros locos, pero por favor mantenedme al corriente de lo que os sucede en el camino.
Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life
It's okay, girl, we'll make it till the sun goes down forever. And until then what you got to lose but the losing? We're fallen angels who didn't believe that nothing means nothing.
I was having a wonderful time and the whole world opened up before me because I had no dreams.
I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all
Holy flowers floating in the air, were all these tired faces in the dawn of Jazz America.
Here I was at the end of America...no more land...and nowhere was nowhere to go but back
He wasn't drunk on liquor, just drunk on what he liked - crowds of people milling.
At least I had frost on my nose, boots on my feet, and protest in my mouth.
Are we fallen angels who didn’t want to believe that nothing is nothing and so were born to lose our loved ones and dear friends one by one and finally our own life, to see it proved?…But
But I preferred reading the American landscape as we went along. Every bump, rise, and stretch in it mystified my longing.
I made myself famous by writing 'songs' and lyrics about the beauty of the things I did and ugliness, too.
You are the equal of the idol who has given you your inspiration