Jack Kerouac
Jack Kerouac
Jack Kerouacwas an American novelist and poet...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth12 March 1922
CityLowell, MA
CountryUnited States of America
ceilings wonder made
We lay on our backs looking at the ceiling and wondering what God had wrought when he made life so sad and disinclined.
sadness laughing rolling
Somebody had tipped the American continent like a pinball machine and all the goofballs had come rolling to LA in the southwest corner. I cried for all of us. There was no end to the American sadness and the American madness. Someday we'll all start laughing and roll on the ground when we realize how funny it's been.
thinking sneak-in world
and never really thought I'd amount to anything. It was precisely what I wanted the whole world to think; then I could sneak in, if that's what they wanted, and sneak out again, which I did.
wisdom weather firsts
For the first time in my life the weather was not something that touched me, that caressed me, froze or sweated me, but became me.
children vapor innocent
To the children and the innocent it's all the same.
lonely men facts
I was amazed by the fact that I was not the only writer living, not the only young man "with a locomotive in his chest, and that's a fact," not the only youth with a million hungers and not one of them appeasable, not the only one who is lonely among multitudes, and does not know why.
pride soul body
I am young now and can look upon my body and soul with pride. But it will be mangled soon, and later it will begin to disintegrate, and then I shall die, and die conclusively. How can we face such a fact, and not live in fear?
things-to-do best-things hard
It's hard to explain and best thing to do is not be false.
pride men skeletons
I clearly saw the skeleton underneath all this show of personality what is left of a man and all his pride but bones?
ocean heart feet
Parade my trouble in front of you guys? Make you realize that my heart is broken . . . that as long as I live I'll have chains dragging me down to the oceans of sad tears that my feet are wet in already.
want
ah, you always go for the ones who don't really want you
felt
I felt free and therefore I was free.
guy
You guys are going somewhere or just going?
mother brother father
But there's no joy at all, people say "Oh well he's drunk and happy let him sleep it off"--The poor drunkard is *crying*--He's crying for his mother and father and great brother and great friend, he's crying for help. (p.111)