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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.
Jack Kerouac
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Jack Kerouac
Age: 47 †
Born: 1922
Born: March 13
Died: 1969
Died: October 21
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East Chelmsford
Massachusetts
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I wished I could explain it to those I loved, my mother, to Japhy, but there just weren't any words to describe the nothingness and purity of it. Is there a certain and definite teaching to be given to all living creatures? was the question probably asked to beetle browed snowy Dipankara, and his answer was the roaring silence of the diamond.
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Things are so hard to figure out when you live from day to day in this feverish and silly world.
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There is a blessedness surely to be believed, and that is that everything abides in eternal ecstasy, now and forever.
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To think that so much comes to so little, to think that life is really short.
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Bee, why are you staring at me? I am not a flower??
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