Jack Kerouac: Frases en inglés (página 10)

“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.”

“Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swigging wine, spitting, jumping, running -- that's the way to live. All alone and free in the soft sands of the beach….”

“That's the story of my life rich or poor and mostly poor and truly poor.”

“Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for yr own joy”

“I'd sleep and forget it; I had my own life, my own sad and ragged life forever.”

“Believe that the world is an ethereal flower, and ye live.”

“And then we’ll all go off to sweet life, ‘cause now is the time and we all know time!”

“The truth of the matter is, you die, all you do is die, and yet you live, yes you live, and that's no Harvard lie.”

“Some of my most neurotically fierce bitterness is the result of realizing how untrue people have become.”

“It was the work of the quiet mountains, this torrent of purity at my feet.”

“Last night I walked clear down to Times Square & just as I arrived I suddenly realized I was a ghost - it was my ghost walking on the sidewalk.”

“Emotionlessly she kissed me in the vineyard and walked off down the row. We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked up at each other for the last time.”

“We all agree it's too big to keep up with, that we're surrounded by life, that we'll never understand it, so we center it all in by swigging Scotch from the bottle and when it's empty I run out of the car and buy another one, period.”

“We fumed and screamed in our mountain nook, mad drunken Americans in the mighty land. We were on the roof of America and all we could do was yell, I guess--across the night…”

“The bus roared on. I was going home in October. Everybody goes home in October.”

“I'll go to the south of Sicily in the winter, and paint memories of Arles – I'll buy a piano and Mozart me that – I'll write long sad tales about people in the legend of my life – This part is my part of the movie, let's hear yours”

“Ray, what you got to do is go climb a mountain…”

“I'd rather hop freights around the country and cook my food out of tin cans over wood fires, than be rich and have a home or work.”

“and I shudder sometimes to think of all that stellar mystery of how she IS going to get me in a future lifetime, wow - And I seriously do believe that will be my salvation, too.
A long way to go.”