Jack Kerouac Quotes
1. One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.
2. Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don’t be sorry.
3. There was nowhere to go but everywhere, so just keep on rolling under the stars.
4. 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.
5. Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.
6. The only truth is music.
7. 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.
8. My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.
9. The air was soft, the stars so fine, the promise of every cobbled alley so great, that I thought I was in a dream.
10. 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.
11. The best teacher is experience and not through someone’s distorted point of view
12. Happiness consists in realizing it is all a great strange dream
13. I was surprised, as always, by how easy the act of leaving was, and how good it felt. The world was suddenly rich with possibility.
14. Don’t use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry.
15. 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.
16. Great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and popular opinion.
17. 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.
18. I don’t know, I don’t care, and it doesn’t make any difference.
19. Will you love me in December as you do in May?
20. I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn’t know who I was – I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I’d never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn’t know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn’t scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost.
21. because 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…
22. It all ends in tears anyway.
23. Because in the end, you won’t remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain.
24. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.
25. My witness is the empty sky.
26. 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.
27. Down on the lake rosy reflections of celestial vapor appeared, and I said, “God, I love you” and looked to the sky and really meant it. “I have fallen in love with you, God. Take care of us all, one way or the other.” To the children and the innocent it’s all the same.
28. What’s in store for me in the direction I don’t take?
29. I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all. The woods do that to you, they always look familiar, long lost, like the face of a long-dead relative, like an old dream, like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water, most of all like golden eternities of past childhood or past manhood and all the living and the dying and the heartbreak that went on a million years ago and the clouds as they pass overhead seem to testify (by their own lonesome familiarity) to this feeling.
30. Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life
31. It always makes me proud to love the world somehow- hate’s so easy compared.
32. I’m going to marry my novels and have little short stories for children.
33. I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted.
34. Life must be rich and full of loving–it’s no good otherwise, no good at all, for anyone.
35. 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.
36. 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.
37. Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swigging wine, spitting, jumping, running—that’s the way to live. All alone and free in the soft sands of the beach by the sigh of the sea out there, with the Ma-Wink fallopian virgin warm stars reflecting on the outer channel fluid belly waters. And if your cans are redhot and you can’t hold them in your hands, just use good old railroad gloves, that’s all.
38. One man practicing kindness in the wilderness is worth all the temples this world pulls.
39. Houses are full of things that gather dust
40. And the story of love is a long sad tale ending in graves.
41. Finding Nirvana is like locating silence.
42. But why think about that when all the golden lands ahead of you and all kinds of unforseen events wait lurking to surprise you and make you glad you’re alive to see?
43. I’m writing this book because we’re all going to die.
44. Soon it got dusk, a grapy dusk, a purple dusk over tangerine groves and long melon fields; the sun the color of pressed grapes, slashed with burgandy red, the fields the color of love and Spanish mysteries.
45. Pain or love or danger makes you real again….
46. As I grew older I became a drunk. Why? Because I like ecstasy of the mind.
47. So in America when the sun goes down and I sit on the old broken-down river pier watching the long, long skies over New Jersey and sense all that raw land that rolls in one unbelievable huge bulge over to the West Coast, and all that road going, and all the people dreaming in the immensity of it, and in Iowa I know by now the children must be crying in the land where they let the children cry, and tonight the stars’ll be out, and don’t you know that God is Pooh Bear? the evening star must be drooping and shedding her sparkler dims on the prairie, which is just before the coming of complete night that blesses the earth, darkens all the rivers, cups the peaks and folds the final shore in, and nobody, nobody knows what’s going to happen to anybody besides the forlorn rags of growing old, I think of Dean Moriarty, I even think of Old Dean Moriarty the father we never found, I think of Dean Moriarty.
48. My aunt once said that the world would never find peace until men fell at their women’s feet and asked for forgiveness.
49. Something good will come of all things yet
50. They have worries, they’re counting the miles, they’re thinking about where to sleep tonight, how much money for gas, the weather, how they’ll get there – and all the time they’ll get there anyway, you see.
51. We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked at each other for the last time.
52. This is the story of America. Everybody’s doing what they think they’re supposed to do.
53. I feel guilty for being a member of the human race.
54. Don’t touch me, I’m full of snakes.
55. 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?
56. We agreed to love each other madly.
57. Offer them what they secretly want and they of course immediately become panic-stricken.
58. a sociable smile is nothing but a mouth full of teeth
59. Things are so hard to figure out when you live from day to day in this feverish and silly world.
60. It’s not that I can’t fall in love. It’s really that I can’t help falling in love with too many things all at once. So, you must understand why I can’t distinguish between what’s platonic and what isn’t, because it’s all too much and not enough at the same time.