Jack Kerouac
Jack Kerouac
Jack Kerouacwas an American novelist and poet...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth12 March 1922
CityLowell, MA
CountryUnited States of America
encouragement eye night
One night I realized that when you give people understanding and encouragement a funny little meek childish look abashes their eyes, no matter what they've been doing they weren't sure it was right - lambies all over the world.
remove inhibitions
Remove literary, grammatical and syntactical inhibition,
wisdom forgiving sin
Forgive everyone for your own sins and be sure to tell them you love them which you do.
drunk mind grew
As I grew older I became a drunk. Why? Because I like ecstasy of the mind.
rain shoes clean
My shoes are clean from walking in the rain.
memories writing winter
I'll go to the south of Sicily in the winter, and paint memories of Arles – I'll buy a piano and Mozart me that – I'll write long sad tales about people in the legend of my life – This part is my part of the movie, let's hear yours
rain taste
The taste of rain -- Why kneel?
heart eye beer
The bartenders are the regular band of Jack, and the heavenly drummer who looks up to the sky with blue eyes, with a beard, is wailing beer-caps of bottles and jamming on the cash register and everything is going to the beat - It's the beat generation, its béat, it's the beat to keep, it's the beat of the heart, it's being beat and down in the world and like oldtime lowdown.
writing night giving
Genius gives birth, talent delivers. What Rembrandt or Van Gogh saw in the night can never be seen again. Born writers of the future are amazed already at what they're seeing now, what we'll all see in time for the first time, and then see imitated many times by made writers.
dream stars air
The air was soft, the stars so fine, the promise of every cobbled alley so great, that I thought I was in a dream.
wisdom sleep bed
Better to sleep in an uncomfortable bed free, than sleep in a comfortable bed unfree.
art mistake past
Bop began with Jazz but one afternoon somewhere on a sidewalk maybe 1939, 1940, Dizzy Gillespie or Charlie Parker or Thelonious Monk was walking past a men's clothing store on 42nd Street or South Main in L.A. and from a loudspeaker they suddenly heard a wild impossible mistake in jazz that could only have been heard inside their own imaginary head, and that is a new art. Bop.
all-things good-will
Something good will come of all things yet
wisdom rich
Life must be rich and full of loving--it's no good otherwise, no good at all, for anyone.