Category: Jack Kerouac

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

Jack Kerouac

“Goddammit everybody in the world wants an explanation for your acts and for your very being.”

Jack Kerouac

“And I realize that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it’s all in my mind.”

Jack Kerouac

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

Jack Kerouac

“Everything fell apart in me. How are things with you?”

Jack Kerouac

“I don’t know, I don’t care, and it doesn’t make any difference.”

Jack Kerouac

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

Jack Kerouac

“…It’s all too much and not enough at the same time.”

Jack Kerouac

“I came to a point where I needed solitude and just stop the machine of thinking and enjoying what they call living, I just wanted to lie in the grass and look at the clouds.”

Jack Kerouac

“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.”

Jack Kerouac