Quotes from Jack Kerouac

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

Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don't be sorry.

Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.

The only truth is music.

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.

My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.

The air was soft, the stars so fine, the promise of every cobbled alley so great, that I thought I was in a dream.

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.

The best teacher is experience and not through someone's distorted point of view

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.

Happiness consists in realizing it is all a great strange dream

Don't use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry.

Great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and popular opinion.

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.

Will you love me in December as you do in May?

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...

It all ends in tears anyway.

My witness is the empty sky.

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.

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.

My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.

Be in love with your life, every minute of it.

¦-no girl had ever moved me with a story of spiritual suffering and so beautifully her soul showing out radiant as an angel wandering in hell and the hell the selfsame streets I'd roamed in watching, watching for someone just like her and never dreaming the darkness and the mystery and eventuality of our meeting in eternity,