Notes: 41 / 1 year ago
"We had finally found the magic land at the end of the road and we never dreamed the extent of the magic."
Notes: 417 / 1 year ago
Frank asked Jack Kerouac to write the introduction to “The Americans.” Of this photograph, Kerouac wrote: “Long shot of night road arrowing forlorn into immensities and flat of impossible-to-believe America in New Mexico under the prisoner’s moon.”
Notes: 371 / 2 years ago
"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."
Notes: 18 / 2 years ago
“They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I’ve been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn…”
Jack Kerouac reading a Passage from “On The Road ” February 15, 1959
[photo by Fred W.McDarrah]
via Beat Generation: Glory Days in Greenwich Village
[more Kerouac here]
Notes: 13 / 3 years ago