I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked.
America I used to be a communist when I was a kid and I'm not sorry.
we're all golden sunflowers inside.
You can't escape the past in Paris, and yet what's so wonderful about it is that the past and present intermingle so intangibly that it doesn't seem to burden.
First thought, best thought.
what sphinx of cement and aluminium bashed open their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination