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Jack Kerouac Quotes - Page 13

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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.

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.

Wisdom, Weather, Firsts

Jack Kerouac (2007). “On the Road: The Original Scroll: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.352, Penguin

We were all delighted, we all realized we were leaving confusion and nonsense behind and performing our one and noble function of the time, move.

Moving, Confusion, Leaving

Jack Kerouac (2007). “On the Road: The Original Scroll: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.219, Penguin

I looked up at the dark sky and prayed to God for a better break in life and a better chance to do something for the little people I loved.

Dark, Sky, People

Jack Kerouac (2007). “On the Road: The Original Scroll: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.188, Penguin

When you've understood this scripture, throw it away. If you can't understand this scripture, throw it away. I insist on your freedom.

Wisdom, Positivity, Scripture

Jack Kerouac, “The Scripture Of The Golden Eternity”

Write what you want bottomless from bottom of the mind.

Writing, Mind, Want

Jack Kerouac, Ann Charters (1996). “Selected letters, 1940-1956”, Penguin Paperbacks

It'll take you eternities to get rid of me,' she adds sadly, which makes me jealous, I want her to say I'll never get rid of her - I wanta be chased till eternity till I catch her.

Jealous, Add, Want

Jack Kerouac (2011). “Big Sur”, p.80, Penguin

It's only through form that we can realize emptiness

Emptiness, Realizing, Form

Jack Kerouac (1986). “The Dharma Bums”, p.24, Penguin

Rather, I think one should write, as nearly as possible, as if he were the first person on earth and was humbly and sincerly putting on paper that which he saw and experienced and loved and lost; what his passing thoughts were and his sorrows and desires.

Writing, Thinking, Sorrow

Jack Kerouac, Ann Charters (1996). “Selected letters, 1940-1956”, Penguin Paperbacks

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?

Pride, Soul, Looks

Jack Kerouac (2000). “Atop an Underwood: Early Stories and Other Writings”, p.219, Penguin

Ray, what you got to do is go climb a mountain.

Mountain, Rays, Climbs

Jack Kerouac (1986). “The Dharma Bums”, p.21, Penguin

Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.

Inspirational, Inspiring, Travel

Jack Kerouac (1991). “On the road”, Penguin USA

I don't wanta hear all your word descriptions of words words words you made up all winter, man I wanta be enlightened by actions.

Winter, Men, Action

Jack Kerouac (1986). “The Dharma Bums”, p.169, Penguin

It was the work of the quiet mountains, this torrent of purity at my feet.

Feet, Mountain, Quiet

Jack Kerouac (1986). “The Dharma Bums”, p.225, Penguin

It is possible for the human spirit to win after all.

Winning, Spirit, Humans

Jack Kerouac, Ann Charters (1995). “The portable Jack Kerouac”, Penguin Group USA

The truth of the matter is, you die, all you do is die, and yet you live, yes you live, and that's no Harvard lie.

Lying, Matter, Harvard

Jack Kerouac (2007). “On the Road: The Original Scroll: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.256, Penguin

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.

Talking, Joy, Soul

"On the Road". Book by Jack Kerouac, Ch. 5, 1957.

I wasn't scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost.

Scared, Ghost, Stranger

Jack Kerouac (2007). “On the Road: The Original Scroll: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.124, Penguin

It no longer makes me cry and die and tear myself to see her go because everything goes away from me like that now — girls, visions, anything, just in the same way and forever and I accept lostness forever.

Girl, Forever, Vision

Jack Kerouac (1972). “Visions of Cody”, London : André Deutsch

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.

Wine, Wish, Teeth

Jack Kerouac (1986). “The Dharma Bums”, p.192, Penguin

Marylou was watching Dean as she had watched him clear across the country and back, out of the corner of her eye--with a sullen, sad air, as though she wanted to cut off his head and hide it in her closet, an envious and rueful love of him so amazingly himself, all raging and sniffy and crazy-wayed, a smile of tender dotage but also sinister envy that frightened me about her, a love she knew would never bear fruit because when she looked at his hangjawed bony face with its male self-containment and absentmindedness she knew he was too mad.

Country, Crazy, Eye

Jack Kerouac (1957). “On the Road”, Viking Press

The more ups and downs, the more joy I feel. The greater the fear, the greater the happiness I feel.

Joy, Feels, Ups & Downs

Jack Kerouac (2012). “Big Sur (Annotated)”, p.98, BookBaby

Man lowers his head and lunges into civilization, forgetting the days of his infancy when he sought truth in a snowflake or a stick. Man forgets the wisdom of the child.

Children, Men, Civilization

Jack Kerouac (2000). “Atop an Underwood: Early Stories and Other Writings”, p.88, Penguin

The details are the life of it, I insist, say everything on your mind, don’t hold back, don’t analyze or anything as you go along, say it out.

Wisdom, Mind, Details

Jack Kerouac (1958). “The Subterraneans”, p.58, Grove Press

...[the photographer] can be considered a kind of disembodied burrowing eye, a conspirator against time and its hammers. His work, print after print of it, seems to call to be shown before the decay which it portrays flattens all... Here are the records of the age before an imminent collapse.

Eye, Age, Hammers

Sweet life continues in the breeze, in the golden fields.

Sweet, Golden, Fields

Jack Kerouac (2006). “Book of Sketches”, p.22, Penguin

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