Vanity of vanitiesโฆ all is vanity.โ You kill yourself to get to the grave. Especially you kill yourself to get to the grave before you die; and the name of the grave is โsuccessโ, the name of that grave is hullabullo boom boom horseshit.
Jack KerouacNow the mountains were getting that pink tinge, I mean the rocks, they were just solid rock covered with the atoms of dust accumulated there since beginningless time. In fact I was afraid of those jagged monstrosities all around and over our heads. "They're so silent!" I said. "Yeah man, you know to me a mountain is a Buddha. Think of the patience, hundreds of thousands of years just sitting there bein perfectly perfectly silent and like praying for all living creatures in that silence and just waitin for us to stop all our frettin and foolin.
Jack KerouacShe brooded and bit her rich lips: my soul began its first sink into her, deep, heady, lost; like drowning in a witches' brew, Keltic, sorcerous, starlike.
Jack Kerouac