Jack Kerouac Quotes About Wisdom
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Pain or love or danger makes you real again.
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The one thing that we yearn for in our living days, that makes us sigh and groan and undergo sweet nauseas of all kinds, is the remembrance of some lost bliss that was probably experienced in the womb and can only be reproduced (though we hate to admit it) in death. But who wants to die?
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Ah, it was a fine night, a warm night, a wine-drinking night, a moony night, and a night to hug your girl and talk and spit and be heavengoing.
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I just won't sleep," I decided. There were so many other interesting things to do.
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My eyes were glued on life and they were full of tears.
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Roaring dreams take place in a perfectly silent mind. Now that we know this, throw the raft away.
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Will you love me in December as you do in May?
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Things are so hard to figure out when you live from day to day in this feverish and silly world.
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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.
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Are we fallen angels who didn't want to believe that nothing is nothing and so were born to lose our loved ones and dear friends one by one and finally our own life, to see it proved?
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When you've understood this scripture, throw it away. If you can't understand this scripture, throw it away. I insist on your freedom.
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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.
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Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.
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There are worse things than being mad.
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We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked at each other for the last time.
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The page is long, blank, and full of truth. When I am through with it, it shall probably be long, full, and empty with words.
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I realized these were all the snapshots which our children would look at someday with wonder, thinking their parents had lived smooth, well-ordered lives and got up in the morning to walk proudly on the sidewalks of life, never dreaming the raggedy madness and riot of our actual lives, our actual night, the hell of it, the senseless emptiness.
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Life must be rich and full of loving--it's no good otherwise, no good at all, for anyone.
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What's in store for me in the direction I don't take?
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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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My whole wretched life swam before my weary eyes, and I realized no matter what you do it's bound to be a waste of time in the end so you might as well go mad.
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Because in the end, you won't remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain
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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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I'm going to marry my novels and have little short stories for children.
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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.
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Forgive everyone for your own sins and be sure to tell them you love them which you do.
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Houses are full of things that gather dust
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On soft Spring nights I'll stand in the yard under the stars - Something good will come out of all things yet - And it will be golden and eternal just like that - There's no need to say another word.
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What difference does it make after all?--anonymity in the world of men is better than fame in heaven, for what’s heaven? what’s earth? All in the mind.
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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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