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Jack Kerouac Quotes
Best Quotes by Jack Kerouac (Top 10)
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I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.
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My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.
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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.
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The air was soft, the stars so fine, the promise of every cobbled alley so great, that I thought I was in a dream.
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A pain stabbed my heart as it did every time I saw a girl I loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world.
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Great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and popular opinion.
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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.
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I don't know, I don't care, and it doesn't make any difference.
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I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.
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My witness is the empty sky.
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More Jack Kerouac Quotes
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What's in store for me in the direction I don't take?
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Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.
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Offer them what they secretly want and they of course immediately become panic-stricken.
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Maybe that's what life is... a wink of the eye and winking stars.
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Ah, life is a gate, a way, a path to Paradise anyway, why not live for fun and joy and love or some sort of girl by a fireside, why not go to your desire and LAUGH...
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All human beings are also dream beings. Dreaming ties all mankind together.
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I hope it is true that a man can die and yet not only live in others but give them life, and not only life, but that great consciousness of life.
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Write in recollection and amazement for yourself.
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Whither goest thou, America, in thy shiny car in the night?
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All of life is a foreign country.
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Accept loss forever.
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Why did I allow myself to be bored ever in the past and to compensate for it got high or drunk or rages or all the tricks people have because they want anything but serene understanding of just what there is, which is after all so much.
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But they need to worry and betray time with urgencies false and otherwise, purely anxious and whiny, their souls really won't be at peace unless they can latch to an established and proven worry and having once found it they assume facial expressions to fit and go with it, which is, you see, unhappiness, and all the time it all flies by them and they know it and that too worries them no end.
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No man should go through life without once experiencing healthy, even bored solitude in the wilderness, finding himself depending solely on himself and thereby learning his true and hidden strength
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Avoid the world, it's just a lot of dust and drag and means nothing in the end.
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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.
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You can't teach the old maestro a new tune.
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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.
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the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.
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