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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 271e1b0 | O wind, songs have ye in her name? Plucked her did ye from midnight blasted millyard winds and made her renown ring in stone and brick and ice? Hard implacable bridges of iron cross her milk of brows? God bent from his steel arc welded her a hammer of honey and of balm? The rutted mud of hardrock Time . . . was it wetted, springified, greened, blossomied for me to grow in nameless bloodied lutey naming of her? Wood on cold trees would her c.. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 9d6a1a7 | The hot water pools are steaming, Fagan and Monsanto and the others are all sitting peacefully up to their necks, they're all naked, but there's a gang of fairies also there naked all standing in various bath house postures that make me hesitate to take my clothes off just on general principles. (p. 106) | homosexuality hot-tubs | Jack Kerouac | |
| 1f65605 | Vinny's was the scene of suicide hookies. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 02cb18c | Out on the road outside Cheyenne Wells a great argument developed between Pomeray and Old Bull as to whether they were going to buy a little whiskey or lot of wine, one being a wino, the other an alcoholic. Not having eaten for a long time, feverish, they leaped out of the car and started making brawling gestures at each other which were supposed to represent a fistfight between two men...and the next moment they were embracing each other, .. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 42345ef | I met a reverend mother once who cried...ah, it's all so sad' - 'What did she cry about?' - 'I don't know, after talking to me, I remember I said some silly thing like "the universe is a woman because it's round" but I think she cried because she was remembering her early days when she had a romance with some soldier who died, at least that's what they say, she was the greatest woman I ever saw, big blue eyes, big smart woman ... you could .. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 588959a | Buddham Saranam Gocchami, I take refuge in the Buddha, Sangham, I take refuge in the church, Dhammam, I take refuge in the Dharma, the truth. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 49f8bbc | Oh these dumb dumb dumb Okies, they'll never change, how com-pletely and how unbelievably dumb, the moment it comes time to act, this paralysis, scared, hysterical, nothing frightens em more than what they WANT- it's MY FATHER MY FATER MY FATHER all over again! | Jack Kerouac | ||
| fc2ca8b | besides which Lucille would never understand me because I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 101d5a9 | 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. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| a4d8789 | I suddenly look at the fish and feel horrible all over again, that old death scheme is now back only now I'm gonna put my big healthy Anglosaxon teeth into it and wrench away at the mournful flesh of a little living being that only an hour ago was swimming happily in the sea, in fact even Dave thinking this and saying: 'Ah yes that little muzzling mouth was blindly sucking away in the glad waters of life and now look at it, here's where the.. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| caa9c33 | I dunno, remember when we were in East St. Louis with George, and Jack you said you'd love those beautiful dancing girls if you knew they would live forever as beautiful as they are?" (p. 173)" | temporary withering | Jack Kerouac | |
| 54c9f13 | Don't you have a class this morning, Georgie?" Day mumbled something that sounded like "Ancient History of the Near East and Greece." "Poof!" scoffed Everhart, flourishing his fork, "Come with me and see the Near East." | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 02f6b94 | qSyd@ - kyf tt'ml- l'nwr muTf'@ 'usqT,wydk mutshbktn fy nshw@ lnjrf llHZy km fy jur`@ hyrwyn 'w mwrfyn lGud@ dkhl `qly ytdfq mnh lsy'l lbhyj (lsy'l lmuqds) km lw 'nny 'hwy l~ l'sfl qbDan `l~ 'jz jsdy l~ Hjz qtl lGybwb@ tashfy kl 'mrDy-wtmHw m lm yZhr mnh b`d Ht~ nutf@-'n-'ml-'nt,'w 'y blwn mkhbwl mutbqy lkn l`ql frG,skn-bl 'fkr `ndm taZhr l'fkr mn b`yd m` m ytHfZ `lyh-shkl Swr@- `mlh bskhry@-tuDllh,tkhd`h -wttlshy wl'fkr l trj` 'bdan-wbmt`@.. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| cbd05a6 | I see as much as doors'll allow, open or shut | Jack Kerouac | ||
| a14a25d | It starts raining harder, I've got a long way to go walking and pushing that sore leg right along in the gathering rain, no chance no intention whatever of hailing a cab, the whiskey and the Morphine have made me unruffled by the sickness of the poison in my heart. | alcohol drugs | Jack Kerouac | |
| dba618f | There's the hum of the bee drone two blocks away the racket of it you'd think it was right over the roof, when the bee drone swirls nearer and nearer (gulp again) you retreat into the cabin and wait, maybe they got a message to come and see you all two thousand of em- but gettin used to the bee drone finally which seem to happen like a big party once a week- and so everything is eventually marvelous. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 9866c38 | Where is he tonight? Where am I? Where are you? | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 854b030 | Los huesos humanos no son mas que vanas lineas que se desvanecen, el universo entero un vacio molde de estrellas. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| d1cf9d3 | the prettiest girls in the world live in Des Moines. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 850e461 | All I want from this book is a living, enough money to make a living, buy a farm and some land, work it, write some more, travel a little, and so on. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 9b05e0b | I realize all the uncountable manifestations the thinking-mind invents to place wall of horror before its pure perfect realization that there is no wall and no horror just Transcendental Empty Kissable Milk Light of Everlasting Eternity's true and perfectly empty nature. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 7bb78c8 | Il mondo mi deve un paio di cose. | sulla-strada | Jack Kerouac | |
| 50380f1 | Sunday morning,I empty of my little tricks to make life livable. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 14f9454 | But let the mind beware, that though the flesh be bugged, the circumstances of existence are pretty glorious. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 8267087 | God who is everything possesses the eye of awakening, like dreaming a long dream of an impossible task. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 14dc73b | It was like the imminent arrival of Gargantuan preparations had to be made to widen the gutters of Denver and foreshorten certain laws to fit his suffering bulk and bursting ecstasies. | ecstasies foreshorten gargantuan gutters laws | Jack Kerouac | |
| e5ce1f3 | You're a genius all the time. | Jack Kerouac | ||
| 89ce682 | Unable to forgive his own sins, unsatisfied with just the goodness of his heart, [Kerouac] would go on poisoning his body until it rotted around him, rotted, bloated, exploded, and fell away to let the pure Jack Kerouac, the saint, escape free at last - remembered only as a ghost. | Gerald Nicosia | ||
| b98cc18 | Vakit oldurmenin binbir yolu vardir ve hicbiri otekine benzemez, ama hepsi de esdegerdedir; bir sey beklememenin bin sekli vardir, uydurabilecegin ve aninda vazgecebilecegin binlerce oyun vardir. | Georges Perec | ||
| 9561687 | ymDwn fy Tryqhm dwn 'n yrwk, w mh dhlk, f'nt `l~ bu`d sntymrt mnhm, jls `l~ rSyf mqh~, w l tkf `n mrqbthm. | Georges Perec | ||
| 45edede | llmblh tfkk llG@, tshwsh lshrt. 'nt Sbwr w l tntZr, 'nt Hr w l tkhtr, 'nt fy jhzytk w l shy yHrkk. l tTlb shyy'an, l tfrD shyy'an, l tlzm bshy'. tsm` dwn 'n tSG~ 'bdan, tr~ dwn 'n tnZr 'bdan. | Georges Perec | ||
| 3e9ab07 | This is your life. This is yours. You can establish an exact inventory of your meager fortune, the precise balance sheet of your first quarter-century. You are twenty-five years old, you have twenty-nine teeth, three shirts and eight socks, a few books you no longer read, a few records you no longer play. You do not want to remember anything else, be it your family or your studies, your friends and lovers, or your holidays and plans. You tr.. | Georges Perec | ||
| 5060bb8 | 'nt wHyd, wl'nk wHyd, yjb 'l tnZr 'bdan l~ ls`@, yjb 'l tHSy 'bdan ldqy'q | Georges Perec | ||
| 88051a2 | Duyarsiz degil, yansiz. | Georges Perec | ||
| 0751cf3 | I re-read the books I love and I love the books I re-read, and each time it is the same enjoyment, whether I re-read twenty pages, three chapters, or the whole book: an enjoyment of complicity, of collusion, or more especially, and in addition, of having in the end found kin again. | Georges Perec | ||
| 0030c78 | Ne kimseyi gorme, ne konusma, dusunme, disari cikma, yerinden kimildama istegi duyuyorsun. | Georges Perec | ||
| 6fe9e7a | mthl sjyn, mthl mHnwn fy znznth. mthl jrd fy lmthh ybHth `n lmkhrj. t`br brys fy jmy` ltjht. mthl jw`n, mthl s`in Hml lrslh dwn `nwn | Georges Perec | ||
| 000b3c7 | I can't wait for the day when you tell me you've got the clap." He cocks his head to the side. "That's what you can't wait for? Out of everything in the world, that's what you can't wait for? Bear, that's just sad. And very, very mean of you. Just for that, if I do get the clap, I am going to pee in your mouth while you are sleeping, and then you can have the clap with me." He starts grabbing his crotch and moaning, and I laugh and try to g.. | T.J. Klune | ||
| 32b4dd3 | He gave me a lot, but it would have never been enough." He looks thoughtful as he gazes back down at me. "It would never have been enough," he tells me," because it would never have been you." | T.J. Klune | ||
| 8de82fd | I totally don't love you too, Papa Bear," and then his mouth is on mine, and for a moment, that blissful feeling is back, but this time it's accompanied by something else, something that feels strangely like the sun." | T.J. Klune | ||
| b5b5028 | Bear? What am I?" I sigh. "My brother." He cocks an eyebrow. "My big brother." "Damn right. And what do my parents have in abundance?" "A tolerance for someone like you?" He glares at me. I sigh again. "Disposable income." "And who just made a big speech about family and love and other gay things?" Goddammit. "Me." | T.J. Klune | ||
| 5d6038b | I'll pun him so many puns that even his arrogance will finally be expunged. | Raymond Queneau | ||
| 692de1f | Do you see the mark on his neck?" I asked her. She nodded tightly. "The raven." "Do you know what that means?" "Yes." "Then you know I would do anything for him." "Would you?" she asked. "Why now? Why after all this time?" "Because if this is the end," I said as honestly as I could, "he needed to know that I never stopped loving him." -- | T.J. Klune | ||
| 3bbde97 | Richard Collins had only taken weeks to destroy the little boy I'd known. He was this shell, okay? This empty shell, and I didn't know how to fix it. And then, Ox. Oh, and then there was you." She" | T.J. Klune |