“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.”
― Jack Kerouac, On The Road
“The typewriter is holy the poem is holy the voice is holy the hearers are holy the ecstacy is holy!” ― Allen Ginsberg
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
“Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don't be sorry.”― Jack Kerouac
No comments:
Post a Comment