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"(difficult to make a real confession and show what happened when you're such an egomaniac all you can do is take off on big paragraphs about minor details about yourself and the big sole details about others go sitting and waiting around)" ~ Jack Kerouac
"I sat cross-legged in the sand and contemplated my life. Well, there, and what difference did it make? "What's going to happen to me up ahead?" ~ Jack Kerouac
"I remember him standing under a streetlamp.'Just as we passed that other lamp I was going to tell you a further thing, Sal, but now I am parenthetically continuing with a new thought and by the time we reach the next I'll return to the original subject, agreed?'I certainly agreed." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Era triste ver cómo su elevada figura se perdía en la oscuridad mientras nos alejábamos, lo mismo que había pasado con las otras figuras de Nueva York y Nueva Orleans: se las veía inseguras bajo los inmensos cielos y todo lo que les rodeaba sumergido en la negrura. ¿Adónde ir? ¿Qué hacer?¿Para qué hacerlo...? Dormir. Pero nuestro grupo de locos se lanzaba hacia delante. [pp. 197]" ~ Jack Kerouac
"E anche se aveva problemi di lavoro e una storia infelice con una donna dalla lingua lunga, almeno aveva imparato a ridere meglio di chiunque altro al mondo." ~ Jack Kerouac
"We were all delighted, we all realized we were leaving confusion and nonsense behind and performing our one and noble function of the time, move." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Here's a guy and everybody's there, right? Up to him to put down what's on everybody's mind. He starts the first chorus, then lines up his ideas, people, yeah, yeah, but get it, and then he rises to his fate and has to blow equal to it. All of a sudden somewhere in the middle of the chorus he gets it - everybody looks up and knows; they listen; he picks it up and carries. Time stops. He's filling empty space with the substance of our lives, confessions of his bellybottom strain, remembrance of ideas, rehashes of old blowing. He has to blow across bridges and come back and do it with such infinite feeling soul-exploratory for the tune of the moment that everybody knows it's not the tune that counts but IT." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Camminavo nella sera piena di lillà con tutti i muscoli indolenziti in mezzo alle luci della 27a Strada nella Welton nel quartiere negro di Denver, desiderando di essere un negro, sentendo che quanto di meglio il mondo di bianchi ci aveva offerto non conteneva abbastanza estasi per me, e neppure abbastanza vita, gioia, entusiasmo, oscurità, musica, né notte sufficiente. Mi fermai a una piccola baracca dove un uomo vendeva peperoni rossi caldi in cartocci di carta; ne comprai un po' e li mangiai, passeggiando per le buie strade misteriose. Desiderai di essere un messicano di Denver, o persino un povero giapponese stremato dal lavoro, tutto fuorché quel che così tristemente ero, un ‘uomo bianco' disilluso." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Diamond Sutra says, 'Make no formed conceptions about the realness of existence nor about the unrealness of existence," or words like that. Handcuffs will get soft and billy clubs will topple over, let's go on being free anyhow." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Esos hijo putas han inventado unos plásticos con los que podrían hacer casas que duraran para siempre. Y neumáticos. Los americanos mueren anualmente por millares debido a neumáticos defectuosos que se calientan en la carretera y revientan. Podrían fabricar neumáticos que nunca reventaran. Y lo mismo pasas con la pasta de dientes. Hay un chicle que han ivnentado y no quieren que se sepa porque si lo masticas de niño no tendrás caries en toda tu vida. Y lo mismo la ropa. Pueden fabricar ropa que dure para siempre. Prefieren hacer productos baratos ay así todo el mundo tiene que seguir trabajando y fichando y organizándose en siniestros sindicatos y andar dando tumbos mientras las grandes tajadas se las llevan en Washington y Moscú." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Con la aparición de Dean Moriarty comenzó la parte de mi vida que podría llamarse mi vida en la carretera" ~ Jack Kerouac
"Modern barber college, Smith eyes closed suffers a haircut fearing its ugliness 50 cents, a barber student olive-skinned 'Garcia' on his coat, two blond small boys one with feared face and big ears watching from seats, tell him 'You're ugly little boy & you've got big ears' he'd weep and suffer and it wouldn't even be true, the other thinfaced conscious concentrated patched bluejeans and scuffed shoes who watches me delicate, suffering child that grows hard and greedy with puberty." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Tutte le notti continuo a chiedere al Signore, "Perché?" E ancora non ho avuto una risposta decente." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Quella strada del passato si srotolava confusamente di fianco a noi come se la tazza della vita si fosse rovesciata e ogni cosa fosse impazzita." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Two keen minds that they are, they took to each other at the drop of a hat. Two piercing eyes glanced into two piercing eyes--the holy con-man with the shining mind, and the sorrowful poetic con-man with the dark mind that is Carlo Marx." ~ Jack Kerouac
"I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn't know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds." ~ Jack Kerouac
"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." ~ Jack Kerouac
"I never saw such crazy musicians. Everybody in Frisco blew. It was the end of the continent; they didn't give a damn." ~ Jack Kerouac
"And in the flush of the first few days of joy I confidently tell myself (not expecting what I'll do in three weeks only) 'no more dissipation, it's time for me to quietly watch the world and even enjoy it, first in woods like these, then just calmly walk and talk among people of the world, no booze, no drugs, no binges, no bouts with beatniks and drunks and junkies and everybody, no more I ask myself the question O why is God torturing me, that's it, be a loner, travel, talk to waiters, walk around, no more self-imposed agony...it's time to think and watch and keep concentrated on the fact that after all this whole surface of the world as we know it now will be covered with the silt of a billion years in time...Yay, for this, more aloneness" ~ Jack Kerouac
"Le uniche persone che esistono per me sono i pazzi, i pazzi di voglia di vivere, di parole, di salvezza, i pazzi del tutto e subito, quelli che non sbadigliano mai e non dicono mai banalità, ma bruciano, bruciano, bruciano come favolosi fuochi d'artificio." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Alzo gli occhi, ecco lì le stelle, sempre le stesse, desolazione, e sotto gli angeli che non sanno di essere angeli.E Sarina morirà.Ed io morirò, e voi morirete, e tutti moriremo e persino le stelle si spegneranno una dopo l'altra con l'andar del tempo" ~ Jack Kerouac
"–Levántate y date una ducha, cabrón.–¿Qué pasa?–A mí no me vengas con qué pasa. Anoche fumaste marihuana.–Pero no era nada buena, de todos modos –dije, y me fui al baño." ~ Jack Kerouac
"And just for a moment I had reached the point of ecstasy that I always wanted to reach, which was the complete step across chronological time into timeless shadows, and wonderment in the bleakness of the mortal realm, and the sensation of death kicking at my heels to move on, wiht a phantom dogging its own heels, and myself hurrying to a plank where all the angels dove off and flew into the holy void of uncreated emptiness, the potent and inconceivable radiancies shining in bright Mind Essence, innumerable lotus-lands falling open in the magic mothswarm of heaven. - Sal Paradise" ~ Jack Kerouac
"I promise I shall never give up, and that I'll die yelling and laughing, and that until then I'll rush around this world I insist is holy and pull at everyone's lapel and make them confess to me and to all." ~ Jack Kerouac
"he saw that all the struggles of life were incessant, laborious, painful, that nothing was done quickly, without labor, that it had to undergo a thousand fondlings, revisings, moldings, addings, removings, graftings, tearings, correctings, smoothings, rebuildings, reconsiderings, nailings, tackings, chippings, hammerings, hoistings, connectings — all the poor fumbling uncertain incompletions of human endeavor. They went on forever and were forever incomplete, far from perfect, refined, or smooth, full of terrible memories of failure and fears of failure, yet, in the way of things, somehow noble, complete, and shining in the end." ~ Jack Kerouac
"..history is best explained dramatically, because for God's sake nobody's going to tell me that massive Homeric war so to speak, between the Achaens and the Iliums was caused merely by some economic factor concerning trade..." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Because he was always tremendously generated towards complete relationship with his women to the point where they ended up in one convoluted octopus mess of souls and tears and fellatio and hotel room schemes and rubbing in and out of cars and doors and great crises in the middle of the night... (p. 128)" ~ Jack Kerouac
"And what do I think about? What thoughts do I have! - What thoughts! a whole host, multitude, and world of thoughts, I keep devising new ones and reworking old ones, some of the old ones are concluded and are only thought of as conclusions, whole worlds of new ones come crashing into my fingers, and it never ends." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Gus was looking at him for confirmation of all his sorrows." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Then a complete silence fell over everybody; where once Dean would have talked his way out, he now fell silent himself, but standing in front of everybody, ragged and broken and idiotic, right under the lightbulbs, his bony mad face covered with sweat and throbbing veins, saying, "Yes, yes, yes," as though tremendous revelations were pouring into him all the time now, and I am convinced they were, and the others suspected as much and were frightened. He was BEAT-the root, the soul of Beatific." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Whoo, Frisco nights, the end of the continent and the end of doubt, all dull doubt and tomfoolery, good-by" ~ Jack Kerouac
"Mientras duermo los tres se van (hacen bien) a la playa, en el coche de Sand, a treinta kilómetros de la casa; los muchachos se zambullen, nadan, Mardou se pasea por las orillas de la eternidad, mientras sus pies y los dedos de sus pies que yo tanto amo se imprimen en la arena clara, pisando las conchillas y las anémonas y las algas secas y empobrecidas, lavadas por las mareas y el viento que le despeina el cabello corto, como si la Eternidad se hubiera encontrado con Heavenly Lane (así se me ocurrió mientras estaba en la cama). (Al imaginarla por otra parte paseándose sin rumbo, con una mueca de aburrimiento, sin saber qué hacer, abandonada por Leo el Sufriente, y realmente sola e incapaz de conversar acerca de todos los fulanos, menganos y zutanos de la historia del arte con Bromberg y Sand, ¿qué podía hacer?)" ~ Jack Kerouac
"a choleric, red-faced, pudgy hater of everything, who could turn on the warmest and most charming smile in the world when real life confronted him sweetly in the night." ~ Jack Kerouac
"If critics say your work stinks it's because they want it to stink and they can make it stink by scaring you into conformity with their comfortable little standards. Standards so low that they can no longer be considered "dangerous" but set in place in their compartmental understandings." ~ Jack Kerouac
"My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them." ~ Jack Kerouac
"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." ~ Jack Kerouac
"I am young now and can look upon my body and soul with pride. But it will be mangled soon, and later it will begin to disintegrate, and then I shall die, and die conclusively. How can we face such a fact, and not live in fear?" ~ Jack Kerouac
"The first sip [of tea] is joy, the second is gladness, the third is serenity, the fourth is madness, the fifth is ecstasy." ~ Jack Kerouac
"galatea was a serious girl. she was pale and looked like tears all over. big ed passed his hand through his hair and said hello. she looked at him steadily."where have you been? why did you do this to me?" and she gave dean a dirty look; she knew the score. dean paid absolutely no attention; what he wanted now was food; he asked jane if there was anything. the confusion began right there." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Non avevo niente da offrire a nessuno tranne la mia confusione." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Es lo habitual en esos lugares; se juzga excéntrico al hombre de verdad, porque las facultades no son más que centros que cuidan de una clase media sin personalidad, de esa clase media que tiene su perfecta expresión en las inmediaciones de las universidades, en esas hileras de casas de gente acomodada, con céspedes y un televisor en cada sala de estar con todo el mundo pensando lo mismo al mismo tiempo, mientras los Japhy del mundo merodean por el yermo, para escuchar la voz que clama en el desierto, para descubrir el éxtasis de las estrellas para dar con el misterioso y sombrío secreto del origen de la crapulosa civilización sin rostro ni fantasía." ~ Jack Kerouac
"For the first four years of my life, while he lived, I was not Ti Jean Duluoz, I was Gerard, the world was his face, the flower of his face, the pale stooped disposition, the heartbreakingness and the holiness and his teachings of tenderness to me, and my mother constantly reminding me tonpay attention to his goodness and advice." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Japhy was considered an eccentric around the campus, which is the usual thing for campuses and college people to think whenever a real man appears on the scene - colleges being nothing but grooming schools for the middleclass non-identity which usually finds its perfect expression on the outskirts of the campus in rows of well-to-do houses with lawns and television sets in each living room with everybody looking at the same thing at the same time while the Japhies of the world go prowling in the wilderness to hear the voice crying in the wilderness, to find the ecstasy of the stars, to find the dark mysterious secret of the origin of faceless wonderless crapulous civilization." ~ Jack Kerouac
"...because to me the only thing that matters is the conceptions in my own mind, there has to be no reality anyway to what I suppose is going on (p. 153)" ~ Jack Kerouac
"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." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Se non scrivo quello che vedo effettivamente accadere su questo globo infelice racchiuso nei contorni del mio teschio penserò che il povero Dio mi abbia mandato sulla terra per niente." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Pero entonces bailaban por las calles como peonzas enloquecidas, y yo vacilaba tras ellos como he estado haciendo toda mi vida mientras sigo a la gente que me interesa, porque la única gente que me interesa está loca, la gente que está loca por vivir, loca por hablar, loca por salvarse, con ganas de todo al mismo tiempo, la gente que nunca bosteza ni habla de lugares comunes, sino que arde, arde como fabulosos cohetes amarillos explotando igual que arañas entre las estrellas y entonces se ve estallar una luz azul y todo el mundo suelta un <>. [pp. 16]" ~ Jack Kerouac
"Perché per me l'unica gente possibile sono i pazzi, quelli che sono pazzi di vita, pazzi per parlare, pazzi per essere salvati, vogliosi di ogni cosa allo stesso tempo, quelli che mai sbadigliano o dicono un luogo comune, ma bruciano, bruciano, bruciano, come favolosi fuochi artificiali color giallo che esplodono come ragni attraverso le stelle e nel mezzo si vede la luce azzurra dello scoppio centrale e tutti fanno Oooohhh" ~ Jack Kerouac
"I had traveled eight thousand miles around the American continent and I was back on Times Square; and right in the middle of a rush hour, too, seeing with my innocent road-eyes the absolute madness and fantastic hoorair of New York with its millions and millions hustling forever for a buck among themselves, the mad dream-grabbing, taking, giving, sighing, dying, just so they could be buried in those awful cemetery cities beyond Long Island City." ~ Jack Kerouac
"Marylou was watching Dean as she had watched him clear across the country and back, out of the corner of her eye--with a sullen, sad air, as though she wanted to cut off his head and hide it in her closet, an envious and rueful love of him so amazingly himself, all raging and sniffy and crazy-wayed, a smile of tender dotage but also sinister envy that frightened me about her, a love she knew would never bear fruit because when she looked at his hangjawed bony face with its male self-containment and absentmindedness she knew he was too mad." ~ Jack Kerouac
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