1,027 Quotes by Jack Kerouac

Are we fallen angels who didn’t want to believe that nothing is nothing and so were born to lose our loved ones and dear friends one by one and finally our own life, to see it proved?

I know the secrets; I dig Joyce and Proust above Melville and Celine.

Ah the mad hearts of all of us.

Go moan for man. It’s the pathos of people that gets us down, all the lovers in this dream.

Genius gives birth, talent delivers. What Rembrandt or Van Gogh saw in the night can never be seen again.

Sometimes I’d yell questions at the rocks and trees, and across gorges, or yodel – “What is the meaning of the void?” The answer was perfect silence, so I knew.

What did it matter? I was a young writer and I wanted to take off.

Her unimpeachable dignity was the thing that made her poor in a wild old whorehouse.

Everything belongs to me because I am poor.