Category: Jack Kerouac

“I was surprised, as always, be how easy the act of leaving was, and how good it felt. The world was suddenly rich with possibility.”

Jack Kerouac

“There was nothing to talk about anymore. The only thing to do was go.”

Jack Kerouac

“I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.”

Jack Kerouac

“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”

Jack Kerouac

“I hope you get where you’re going, and be happy when you do.”

Jack Kerouac

“One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.”

Jack Kerouac

“It always makes me proud to love the world somehow – hate’s so easy compared.”

Jack Kerouac

It always makes me proud to love the world somehow — hate’s so easy compared.

So shut up, live, travel, adventure, bless and don’t be sorry.

“I forgave everybody, I gave up, I got drunk.”

Jack Kerouac