And there in the blue air I saw for the first time, far off, the great snowy tops of the Rocky Mountains. I had to get to Denver at once.

I hope it is true that a man can die and yet not only live in others but give them life, and not only life, but that great consciousness of life.

I didn't know what to say. I felt like crying, Goddammit everybody in the world wants an explanation for your acts and for your very being.

My shoes are clean from walking in the rain.

All I wanted and all Neal wanted and all anybody wanted was some kind of penetration into the heart of things where, like in a womb, we could curl up and sleep the ecstatic sleep that Burroughs was experiencing with a good big mainline shot of M. and advertising executives in NY were experiencing with twelve Scotch & Sodas in Stouffers before they made the drunkard's train to Westchester---but without hangovers.

I don't wanta hear all your word descriptions of words words words you made up all winter, man I wanta be enlightened by actions.

Write in recollection and amazement for yourself.