Jack
mad silence mind
How clear the realization one is going mad -- the mind has a silence, nothing happens in the physique, urine gathers in your loins, your ribs contract.
childhood would-be columbus
I felt the sensation of each of the directions I mentally and emotionally turned into amazed at all the possible directions you can take with different motives that come in like it can make you a different person — I’ve often thought of this since childhood of suppose instead of going up Columbus as I usually did I’d turn into Filbert would something happen that at the time is insignificant enough but would be like enough to influence my whole life in the end? — What’s in store for me in the direction I don’t take?
night manuscripts
This was a manuscript of the night we couldn’t read.
hangover heart sleep
All I wanted and all Neal wanted and all anybody wanted was some kind of penetration into the heart of things where, like in a womb, we could curl up and sleep the ecstatic sleep that Burroughs was experiencing with a good big mainline shot of M. and advertising executives in NY were experiencing with twelve Scotch & Sodas in Stouffers before they made the drunkard's train to Westchester---but without hangovers.
gratitude honesty believe
Yeah," I said, "but you're an artist. You don't believe in decency and honesty and gratitude. Where shall we eat?
joy feels ups-and-downs
The more ups and downs, the more joy I feel. The greater the fear, the greater the happiness I feel.
rain dark night
And what does the rain say at night in a small town, what does the rain have to say? Who walks beneath dripping melancholy branches listening to the rain? Who is there in the rain’s million-needled blurring splash, listening to the grave music of the rain at night, September rain, September rain, so dark and soft? Who is there listening to steady level roaring rain all around, brooding and listening and waiting, in the rain-washed, rain-twinkled dark of night?
running scotch car
We all agree it's too big to keep up with, that we're surrounded by life, that we'll never understand it, so we center it all in by swigging Scotch from the bottle and when it's empty I run out of the car and buy another one, period.
lovely want too-much
What is he aching to do? What are we all aching to do? What do we want?” She didn’t know. She yawned. She was sleepy. It was too much. Nobody could tell. Nobody would ever tell. It was all over. She was eighteen and most lovely, and lost.
love-each-other
We agreed to love each other madly.
dream world wonderful
I was having a wonderful time and the whole world opened up before me because I had no dreams.
soul mixing would-be
...most of the time we were alone and mixing up our souls ever more and ever more till it would be terribly hard to say good-by.
dream golden eternity
The dream is already ended and we're already awake in the golden eternity.
wine wish be-kind
Oh my God, sociability is just a big smile and a big smile is nothing but teeth, I wish I could just stay up here and rest and be kind." But somebody brought up some wine and that started me off.