Let the mind beware, that though the flesh be bugged, the circumstances of existence are pretty glorious.
Jack KerouacHappy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swigging wine, spitting, jumping, runningโthat's the way to live. All alone and free in the soft sands of the beach by the sigh of the sea out there, with the Ma-Wink fallopian virgin warm stars reflecting on the outer channel fluid belly waters. And if your cans are redhot and you can't hold them in your hands, just use good old railroad gloves, that's all.
Jack KerouacThe 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.
Jack Kerouac