Jack
new-york night thinking
God was gone; it was the silence of his departure. It was a rainy night. It was the myth of the rainy night. Dean was popeyed with awe. This madness would lead nowhere. I didn't know what was happening to me, and I suddenly realized it was only the tea that we were smoking; Dean had bought some in New York. It made me think that everything was about to arrive - the moment when you know all and everything is decided forever.
rich-or-poor stories story-of-my-life
That's the story of my life rich or poor and mostly poor and truly poor.
wisdom men road-life
Sal, we gotta go and never stop going 'till we get there.' 'Where we going, man?' 'I don't know but we gotta go.
girl vision lines
Somewhere along the line I knew there'd be girls, visions, everything; somewhere along the line the pearl would be handed to me.
night land america
We fumed and screamed in our mountain nook, mad drunken Americans in the mighty land. We were on the roof of America and all we could do was yell, I guess--across the night...
kind life-is
Life is life, and kind is kind
wisdom mean worry
...we all must admit that everything is fine and there's no need in the world to worry, and in fact we should realize what it would mean to us to UNDERSTAND that we're not REALLY worried about ANYTHING.
wisdom mad being-mad
There are worse things than being mad.
girl feels studious
Who doesn't feel studious when he doesn't have a girl with a Riviera suntan?
lonely wine sleep
In all this welter of women I still hadn't got one for myself, not that I was trying too hard, but sometimes I felt lonely to see everybody paired off and having a good time and all I did was curl up in my sleeping bag in the rosebushes and sigh and say bah. For me it was just red wine in my mouth and a pile of firewood
vision individual unspeakable
The unspeakable visions of the individual.
beautiful girl school
I ate apple pie and ice cream—it was getting better as I got deeper into Iowa, the pie bigger, the ice cream richer. There were the most beautiful bevies of girls everywhere I looked in Des Moines that afternoon—they were coming home from high school—but I had no time for thoughts like that…So I rushed past the pretty girls, and the prettiest girls in the world live in Des Moines.
ceilings wonder made
We lay on our backs looking at the ceiling and wondering what God had wrought when he made life so sad and disinclined.
sadness laughing rolling
Somebody had tipped the American continent like a pinball machine and all the goofballs had come rolling to LA in the southwest corner. I cried for all of us. There was no end to the American sadness and the American madness. Someday we'll all start laughing and roll on the ground when we realize how funny it's been.