Quotes About Discovery

But no matter, the road is life.

As for all your latest Mayan discoveries and poems, I want to hear every word of it if you want to transmit it, or tell it when we meet, but don't expect me to get excited by anything anymore.

Soon I'll find the right words, they'll be very simple.

If you keep this up you'll both go crazy, but let me know what happens as you go along.

And for the first time in my life, the following afternoon, I went into the West.

the way to the bottom of South America where the Indians are seven feet tall and eat cocaine on the mountainside?

Es que el mundo que nos rodea es demasiado grande, y es el adios. Pero nos lanzamos hacia adelante en busca de la proxima aventura disparatada bajo los cielos.

This was a manuscript of the night we couldn't read - Sal Paradise

She was eighteen and most lovely, and lost.

We were so used to traveling we had to walk all over Long Island, but there was no more land, just the Atlantic Ocean, and we could only go so far.

I woke up from a deep sleep to find everybody sleeping like lambs and the car parked God knows where, because I couldn't see out the steamy windows. I got out of the car. We were in the mountains: there was a heaven of sunrise, cool purple airs, red mountainsides, emerald pastures in valleys, dew, and transmuting clouds of gold; on the ground gopher holes, cactus, mesquite. It was time for me to drive on.

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-by. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.

C'è sempre qualcosa di più, un po' più in là... non finisce mai.

Nulla dietro di me, tutto avanti, è sempre così sulla strada...

We live to long, so long I will, and jounce down that mountain highest perfect knowing or no highest perfect knowing full of glorious ignorant looking to sparkle elsewhere-

Con la aparición de Dean Moriarty comenzó la parte de mi vida que podría llamarse mi vida en la carretera

Put down the pen someone else gave you. No one ever drafted a life worth living on borrowed ink. Get to San Francisco. Get to San Francisco in defiance of your geography, your ancestry and the lonely change rattling sad excuses in your pocket. Fuel up on pie and diner coffee and mystic visions and the freedom of not knowing what's coming next except that you're burning the road to outrun it.

But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.

I ate apple pie and ice cream—it was getting better as I got deeper into Iowa, the pie bigger, the ice cream richer.

With the coming of Dean Moriarity began the part of my life you could call my life on the road.

Although my aunt warned me that he would get me in trouble, I could hear a new call and see a new horizon...

The whole purpose of mountain-climbing to me isn't just to show off you can get to the top, it's getting out to this wild country.

He began to learn Yes! to everything, just like Dean at this time, and hasn't stopped since.

now began to see they were going to stick and I was going to be left alone on my butt at the other end of the continent. But why think about that when all the golden land's ahead of you and all kinds of unforeseen events wait lurking to surprise you and make you glad you're alive to see?