Jack Kerouac
Jack Kerouac
Jack Kerouacwas an American novelist and poet...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth12 March 1922
CityLowell, MA
CountryUnited States of America
dignity no-fear language
No fear or shame in the dignity of yr experience, language & knowledge
inspirational life dream
All human beings are also dream beings. Dreaming ties all mankind together.
stars school dark
colleges being nothing but grooming schools for the middle-class non-identity which usually finds its perfect expression on the outskirts of the campus in rows of well-to-do houses with lawns and television sets in each living room with everybody looking at the same thing and thinking the same thing at the same time while the Japhies of the world go prowling in the wilderness to hear the voice crying in the wilderness, to find the ecstacy of the stars, to find the dark mysterious secret of the origin of faceless wonderless crapulous civilization.
goodbye travel crazy
What is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - it's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.
girl sex real
Boys and girls in America have such a sad time together; sophistication demands that they submit to sex immediately without proper preliminary talk. Not courting talk - real straight talk about souls, for life is holy and every moment is precious.
hippie yawning people
Because the only people for me are the mad ones.
catholic beatnik
I'm not a beatnik. I'm a Catholic.
running beach wine
Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swigging wine, spitting, jumping, running -- that's the way to live. All alone and free in the soft sands of the beach....
waiting soul too-much
Don't tell them too much about your soul. They're waiting for just that.
dream wisdom art
So therefore I dedicate myself, to my art, my sleep, my dreams, my labors, my suffrances, my loneliness, my unique madness, my endless absorption and hunger because I cannot dedicate myself to any fellow being.
talking joy soul
Dean and I both swayed to the rhythm and the IT of our final excited joy in talking and living to the blank traced end of all innumerable riotous angelic particulars that had been lurking in our souls all our lives.
good-night goodnight dream
Night is longer than day for those who dream & day is longer than night for those who make their dreams comes true.
winter medicine age
In my medicine cabinet, the winter fly has died of old age.
travel stars tired
because he had no place he could stay in without getting tired of it and because there was nowhere to go but everywhere, keep rolling under the stars...