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We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked up at each other for the last time.


Jack Kerouac


#goodbye #kerouac #love #love

The trouble with fashions is you want to fuck the women in their fashions but when the time comes they always take them off so they don't get wrinkled. Face it, the really great fucks in a man's life was when there was no time to take yr clothes off, you were too hot and she was too hot - none of yr Bohemian leisure, this was middleclass explosions against snowbanks, against walls of shithouses in attics, on sudden couches in the lobby - Talk about yr hot peace.


Jack Kerouac


#fashions #jack-kerouac #sex #word-sketch #life

A poet is a blind optimist. The world is against him for many reasons. But the poet persists. He believes that he is on the right track, no matter what any of his fellow men say. In his eternal search for truth, the poet is alone. He tries to be timeless in a society built on time.


Jack Kerouac


#beat #early-stories-and-other-writings #jack-kerouac #optimist #prose-poetry

Let the mind beware, that though the flesh be bugged, the circumstances of existence are pretty glorious.


Jack Kerouac


#jack

He had never felt anything like that before - yet somehow he knew that from now on he would always feel like that, always, and something caught at his throat as he realized what a strange sad adventure life might get to be, strange and sad and still much more beautiful and amazing than he could ever have imagined because it was so really, strangely sad.


Jack Kerouac


#beauty

Besides, all my New York friends were in the negative, nightmare position of putting down society and giving their tired bookish or political or psychoanalytical reasons, but Dean just raced in society, eager for bread and love.


Jack Kerouac


#love

At night in this part of the West the stars, as I had seen them in Wyoming, were as big as Roman Candles and as lonely as the Prince who's lost his ancestral home and journeys across the spaces trying to find it again, and knows he never will.


Jack Kerouac


#on-the-road #sal-paradise #stars #home

I became intent on saving him through showing him that he was loved.


Joyce Johnson


#kerouac #love #rescue-mentality #sacrifice #love

I place my fingers upon these keys typing 2,000 dreams per minute and naked of spirit dance forth my cosmic vortex upon this crucifix called language.


Aberjhani


#books #creativity #determination #dreams #endurance






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