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It ain't whatcha write, it's the way atcha write it.

Jack Kerouac

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Jack Kerouac
Age: 47 †
Born: 1922
Born: March 13
Died: 1969
Died: October 21
Novelist
Poet
Screenwriter
Writer
East Chelmsford
Massachusetts
Jean-Louis Lebris de Kérouac
Jean-Louis Lebris de Kerouac
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Jean-Louis Kerouac
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Write in recollection and amazement for yourself.
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In those days he really didn't know what he was talking about that is to say, he was a young jailkid all hung-up on the wonderful possibilities of becoming a real intellectual, and he liked to talk in the tone and using the words, but in a jumbled way, that he had heard from 'real intellectuals.
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And the Hippos were boiled in their tanks!
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Burroughs is the greatest satirical writer since Jonathan Swift.
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Paris is a woman but London is an independent man puffing his pipe in a pub.
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Don't tell them too much about your soul. They're waiting for just that.
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Pretty girls make graves
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What's your road, man? - holyboy road, madman road, rainbow road, guppy road, any road. It's an anywhere road for anybody anyhow. Where body how?
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And then we’ll all go off to sweet life, ‘cause now is the time and we all know time!
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We tiptoed around each other like heartbreaking new friends.
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In my madness I was actually in love with her for the few hours it all lasted it was the same unmistakable ache and stab across the mind, the same sighs, the same pain, and above all the same reluctance and fear to approach.
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I was having a wonderful time and the whole world opened up before me because I had no dreams.
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I don't know, I don't care, and it doesn't make any difference.
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No time for poetry but exactly what is.
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No man should go through life without once experiencing healthy, even bored solitude in the wilderness, finding himself depending solely on himself and thereby learning his true and hidden strength
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...most of the time we were alone and mixing up our souls ever more and ever more till it would be terribly hard to say good-by.
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Lying mouth to mouth, kiss to kiss in the pillow dark, loin to loin in unbelievable surrendering sweetness so distant from all our mental fearful abstractions it makes you wonder why men have termed God antisexual somehow (p. 148)
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She spoke of evenings in the country making popcorn on the porch. Once this would have gladdened my heart but because her heart was not glad when she said it I knew there was nothing in it but the idea of what one should do.
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The page is long, blank, and full of truth. When I am through with it, it shall probably be long, full, and empty with words.
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Vanity of vanities… all is vanity.’ You kill yourself to get to the grave. Especially you kill yourself to get to the grave before you die and the name of the grave is ‘success’, the name of that grave is hullabullo boom boom horseshit.
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