Jack Kerouac
Jack Kerouac
Jack Kerouacwas an American novelist and poet...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth12 March 1922
CityLowell, MA
CountryUnited States of America
winter path dawn
February dawn -- frost on the path Where I paced all winter.
sticks addict
stick at it like a benni addict
tanks beat-generation hippo
And the Hippos were boiled in their tanks!
desolation
Desolation, desolation, I owe so much to desolation.
dog humility mad
Mankind is like dogs, not gods - as long as you don't get mad they'll bite you - but stay mad and you'll never be bitten. Dogs don't respect humility and sorrow.
cities giving long
I swore I'd be in Chicago tomorrow, and made sure of that, taking a bus to Chicago, spending most of my money, and didn't give a damn, just as long as I'd be in Chicago tomorrow.
home writing native-language
Because I cannot write my native language and have no native home anymore, and am amazed by that horrible homelessness of all French-Canadian s abroad in America.
faults matter blame
The truth of the matter is we don't understand our women; we blame on them and it's all our fault,
girl sleep ice-cream
I rather like the idea of having all my hours to myself: eating a Fudge Sundae, watching a movie, sleeping on my couch, singing in the bathroom, studying the woods, kidding around with a girl, playing cards lazily - all kinds of stuff that American brands 'shiftless.'
hate pride soul
All the souls to explore! - It's not so necessary to love, really, as it is to settle something deep with all of those who really matter. Love and hate are the same things, differently sifted through personal... pride, or what have you... personal pride or even just personal-ness.
fate psychosis violence
He seems to me to be headed for his ideal fate, which is compulsive psychosis dashed with a jigger of psychopathic irresponsibility and violence
travel successful matter
No matter how you travel, how 'successful' your tour, or foreshortened, you always learn something and learn to change your thoughts.
forever ecstasy blessedness
There is a blessedness surely to be believed, and that is that everything abides in eternal ecstasy, now and forever.
feet mountain quiet
It was the work of the quiet mountains, this torrent of purity at my feet.